Tell me what is it with women
that makes them so strange it's untrue
when your up to your eyes
in your work to survive
they complain that there's nothing to do
Is it simply I don't understand them
do all men like me feel the same
what is the problem with women
they want to get inside your brain
It's not as if I didn't like them
in my time I've met quite a few
then just when you think
that your lifes in the pink
they announce that they've met someone new
Is it maybe a medical problem
has an antedote ever been made
it would sure be a boon
if it made us immune
to the womanly whiles that they play
They surely know how to get to you
and sometimes they don't even speak
then they wait till the heavens are bucketing down
before saying the cars got a leak
I've never known anything like them
I guess it's just all down to luck
tell me what is it with women
that makes me love them so much.
Charles M. Moore
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/women-6/
