The Single Brotha's Bedtime Prayer
The Single Brotha's Bedtime Prayer
As I crawl into my sack,
I pray for women who aren't wack,
A sista who knows how to act,
Who won't neglect, and WILL call back,
A girl who's smart, and sweet and stacked,
And who knows when to shut her trap,
Who won't act ill and disrespect,
Or run her mouth and sweat my check,
Who will not ask me if she's fat,
In this red dress or these brown slacks,
I pray for one who is well-bred,
I cannot deal with chicken-heads,
I need a love of give and take,
Not "What you drive?", "How much you
make?",
When lunch and dinner bills approach,
If you don't reach...don't ask for Coach,
I want a dime with thighs and lips,
Not nickel broads on ego trips,
I want one who loves me for me,
Not what her girls think I should be,
To fill my life with joy nonstop,
With no male friends to take my spot,
I need one for cuddles, light kisses, and
pecks,But she'd know that some times...I just
wanna have sex,
If I were to find her this very day,
Then I would cease in my doggish ways,
There'd be no more creeping, I'd sing
songs like Joe's, But until that day comes I have no love for.......you know
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"The World Belongs to Those Who Care Deeply,
Who Dream Broadly, and Who Work Steadfastly."
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