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Array ( [sid] => 60262 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Discombobulated [time] => 2004-08-16 00:06:56 [hometext] => I seem to be confused by the opposite sex all the time, someone tell me the secret to desipher what women are trying to tell me.... pretty pleese... [bodytext] => What are you trying to tell me
What is it that you have to say
All that I can do right now
Is stare at you in dismay

I dont see why women
can be so tough
or why they confuse me
and make life so rough

So whats the secret
Where can I find the Rosetta Stone
I need it before I go haywire
I need it before my mind is blown

Women are confusing
Women are weird
I think im just going to move to the woods
And grow myself a beard

There I can live with the woodland creatures
And laugh and play, and sing all day
And live my life as a flannel-clad lumberjack
My wouldnt that be quite the track

But I dont care anymore
Women can do their things
And I can idly sit by
And see what confusion it brings [comments] => 3 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 21 [informant] => kyletycz [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )

Discombobulated

Contributed by kyletycz on Monday, 16th August 2004 @ 12:06:56 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

What are you trying to tell me
What is it that you have to say
All that I can do right now
Is stare at you in dismay

I dont see why women
can be so tough
or why they confuse me
and make life so rough

So whats the secret
Where can I find the Rosetta Stone
I need it before I go haywire
I need it before my mind is blown

Women are confusing
Women are weird
I think im just going to move to the woods
And grow myself a beard

There I can live with the woodland creatures
And laugh and play, and sing all day
And live my life as a flannel-clad lumberjack
My wouldnt that be quite the track

But I dont care anymore
Women can do their things
And I can idly sit by
And see what confusion it brings

Copyright © kyletycz ... [ 2004-08-16 00:06:56]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Discombobulated (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Monday, 16th August 2004 @ 01:07:45 AM AEST
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Luv your word, Thought I was the only person that knew that word.
I can only speak for this women. the rest are on their own.
Tenderness is what impresses me, honesty,
someone to luv me for who I am.
there's more but better save something for the other gals.
huggs, smiles,
emy
Course tho I live in the country aned happen to like beards.

Re: Discombobulated (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Monday, 16th August 2004 @ 01:22:24 AM AEST
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this is funny I dont know what woman you have been around but me hey I dont leave anyone guessing lol Im straight to the point. Other than that I dont know what to tell you may never figure us woman out but hey thats the mystery about us right?
Michelle

Re: Discombobulated (User Rating: 1 )
by Baronhawk on Monday, 16th August 2004 @ 02:14:41 AM AEST
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"Forget about it..." when it comes to women they really ARE from VENUS... don't waste any brainpower trying to understand them. When it is women that is the question you have to " go to the mattresses" and when you or them has "slept with the fishes" only the will it all be over. Who do you think make up all the stupid "rules" and "regulations" about relationship women of course!.. to confuse men and to tire men out as the men run around in circles. Follow the excerpts above from the great movie "Godfather" and you will have no problem. He he he he..
But I must confess.. women...can't live with them but you CERTAINLY CANNOT live witout them...sighhhh.... such is the vagaries of fate......

** excerpts above are mostly from t"the Godfather".

"....who are you with....." ~from the movie The Godfather."

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