Rattle Him out in Public - By Wishy
I enjoy doing parody poems and with a little humor.
Rattle Him out in Public
My eyes have seen the glory
Of my sexy loving Man
He drags me up the stairs
And does the best he can
He kisses me with his lips
And rubs me with his hand
'Cause he's a damn good man
He may not be much to look at
But he performs the way I like
He sure has his job down pat
Makes me happy I ain't no dyke
But if he had a brother
We could do a trike
A three-way would be just right
So now you know my problem
Of never being satisfied
With years of disappointment
Regardless how hard I've tried
It's so hard being a woman
When nothing is ever quite right
And unhappy day and night
So tell me that you love me
And just how much you care
Don't risk me being upset
Unless you truly dare
Women are not very easy
To say so is just being fair
How do you like my hair?
By Wishy
Written to the tune of
Battle Hymn of the Republic