Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man, who’s not a creep.
One who’s willy is thick and long.
One who thinks before he speaks.
When he promises to call, he won’t wait weeks.
I pray that is he gainfully employed,
And when I spend his cash won’t e annoyed.
Pulls out the chair and opens my door,
massages my back & begs to do more.
Oh! Send me a man who will make love to my mind,
Knows just what to say when I ask
How big is my behind?
One who will make love till my body’s a twitchin;
In the hall, the den, the garden & kitchen!
I pray that this man will love me to no end
And never attempts to shag my best friend.
And as I kneel and pray y my bed,
I look at the shit head you sent me instead!
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