riff On Woman Of Poems A Lofty Man Of Intellect Poem by David McLansky

riff On Woman Of Poems A Lofty Man Of Intellect



And I thought you loved me for my mind!
The sweetest fruit is not the rind;
That's the reason I went to college;
I've packed my mind with lofty knowledge;
And now you say that I'm affected,
It's not a fault that I've detected;
A man is more than just a body,
Unless of course you want John Gotti.

Friday, May 9, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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