An angel of truth and a dream of fiction,
A
woman is a bundle of contradiction,
She's afraid of a wasp, will scream at a
mouse,
But will tackle a stranger alone in the house.
Sour as vinegar,
sweet as a rose,
She'll kiss you one minute, then turn up her nose,
She'll
win you in rage, enchant you in silk,
She'll be stronger than brandy, milder
than milk,
At times she'll be vengeful, merry and sad,
She'll hate you
like poison, and love you like mad.

THE MOODS OF A
MAN

Hungry.
Horny.
Sleepy.

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