Life would be much more orderly
If women were seasonal, like the canine species
Men would no longer have the need
To go looking for a bit of crumpet
They would just turn up at the residence
Of the seaonal bitches house
And compete with all the other men
There would be no more need for courting
Just fight it out outside the fence
The women who are in season
Would just leave a red light on the porch
So all the males would not have to waste there time
Stuffing about trying to find the place
Another advantage for the men
There wouldn't be any knockbacks
If you are top dog you win the jackpot, or honeypot
Oh brother what a life, imagine
Twenty or thirty chicks on heat at the same time
Written Tuesday October 2005
allan james saywell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-woman-for-all-seasons/
