Moods of a Woman

An angel of truth...a beautiful dream of fiction
A woman is a bundle of total contradiction
She's afraid of a wasp...will scream at a mouse
But will tackle her boyfriend or husband alone in the house.

She'll take him for better...she'll take him for worse
She'll break open his skull and then she'll be his nurse
But when he's well and can get out of bed
She'll pick up the tea-pot...and aim for his head.

Beautiful and keenly sighted...yet she is blind
Crafty and cruel...yet simple and kind
She'll call him a king...then makes him her clown
Raise him on a pedestal...then knocks him flat down.

She'll inspire him to deeds that will ennoble a man
Or make him her lackey to carry her fan
She'll run away from him and never come back
But if "he" runs away...then she'll be right on his tracks.

Sour as vinegar...sweet as a rose
She'll kiss you one minute...then turn up her nose
She'll win you in range...enchant you in silk
She'll be stronger than brandy...yet milder than milk.

At times she'll be vengeful...or merry or sad
She'll hate you like poison...but love you like mad.


Moods of a Man