To Be A Man Poem by james d nall,jr

Try to realize what it is really like to be a man
We like grease, dogs and reading Playboy on the can
Junk food and Bar-B-Que, with a lot of cold beer
Traipsing through the snow, to shoot a deer
Hunting hogs in swamps, fields and the woods
Working real hard, on friday we bring home the goods
No PMS or menopause, reduces our domestic violence laws
Women have so many things to deal with in life
Its actually amazing, that they're able to be a wife
Wondering why their husbands drink like fish
Usually its because our wives have become less than a dish
Conjuring up notions of goblins and scary witches
Mainly because Post or Pre-Pms, has turned them to bitches
How do women expect us to take it with a smile
When we're wishing to god, that we were separated by a mile!
But, still we dedicate our lives to our families
Even when she cuts us off at the knees
We as men definitly have our shortcomings
Some of us admit, we don't have enough plumbing
To keep her happy and off our asses
Soon as she gets mad, she'll tell the masses
So I guess we're even, although the ladies won't agree
Both sides have their problems, don't you see?