Woman, One Word

No lips are lovely enough for my lips.
No words or verses are good enough
to make me feel like a woman.
No car or house is expensive enough
to fit my ego, and my dreams.
No food and promises are audible or
legible enough for my vagina and squirt.
No man is big enough for my arms;
no man is worthy enough of my love.
No hands are good enough for
my stunning breasts and thighs;
no amount of your money
is large enough for my hands.

I don’t need a man to be happy.
No man in the world.

I don’t need to be chained
by a man to be free.
No man in the world.

To be successful, I don’t need to
suck on smelly man-candy.
No man in the world.

No man is big enough for arms.
No man in the world.
No man in the world.

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3 thoughts on “Woman, One Word

    • Good for them. Neither of the sexes should feel like they are inherently or naturally better than the other. “No man is big enough for my arms” isn’t equivalent to “no man is big”; I’m not a man-hater. It’s more of a “I’m complete in and of myself, and neither of us should have the duty of completing the other” thing. “No man is big enough to be a burden to my arms and shoulders”, if you will.

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      • I’m glad that you explained that. Thank you. The MGTOW’s have become so angry at the feminists war on men that they are in full retreat from both women and society. I don’t want to live like that neither will I allow myself or my life to revolve around a woman either for I am a Poet first and last.

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