Don’t you just love the little fibs?
I think it must be Adam’s ribs
that men are better when it comes
to add, subtract and do their sums.
And even more, we tend to do
what we have promised, that is true.
However, if you don’t subscribe
to what is now a secret tribe…….
we are not known as misogynics,
no, not at all, we’re genuine cynics.
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