They went home and told their wives,
that never once in all their lives,
had they known a girl like me,
But… They went home.
They said my house was licking clean,
no word I spoke was ever mean,
I had an air of mystery,
But… They went home.
My praises were on all men’s lips,
they liked my smile, my wit, my hips,
they’d spend one night, or two or three.
But…
I can relate to this poem so much. That was my life in the past. I always thought that every man was “the one” but they went home. Thanks to God and deliverance, one didn’t!
short and concise! a pocket mirror for men to check their dirty appearance and deceving ability. they went home to be sure weather their wives are at home or not!