Womans love poem: 
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray for a man thats not a creep
One thats handsom, smart and strong
One who loves to listen long
One who thinks before he speaks
One who’ll call and wait for weeks
One who is gainfully employed
and when i spend his cash wont be annoyed
Pulls out my chair and opens my door
Massages my back and begs to do more
send me a man who’ll make love to my mind
who knows what to say to “how bigs my behind?”
I pray this man will love me no end
and will always be my very best friend
Mans Love poem:
I pray for a deaf, mute nymphomaniac
with huge boobs, owns a bar and a golf course
Loves to send me fishing and hunting
This doesnt rhyme and i dont care