Man Thing

Men are all drinking, got me to thinking, Sneak out the room, creep back in soon. Won't even miss me, too busy 'I'm me', Braggin and gloating, brains are a floating. Beer gets them talking, stops them from walking, Pints are a flowing, mouths are a glowing. Talking together, womens talk, never, Football and rugby, page 3 girls, maybe. Don't you just love 'em, creatures they call men, I'm happy listening, wine glass is glistening. Jokes are such old ones, as are their great puns, Must laugh at them all, as red wine does call. Enjoy your evening, for me no grieving. Bless, leave them to it, let them dream on a bit. Space is what's needed, warning is heeded, Women the same, in life's fun game. Dream Catcher