Every woman needs a man, or better yet, two men.
One to be a faithful giant, the other not to betray.
And the third to be a proud old man, ready to give advice.
A fourth to smile at all the troubles.
The fifth is for fun, the most frivolous,
And the sixth is to call her mother,
To come home alive and always come home.
There doesn't have to be many of them,
Or even three. Maybe there'll be only one
In himself will diligently combine everything.
But there are women who can do without men
They are all very gentle, laugh without reason,
But can if you need to hammer a textured nail.
Ready to rub men's noses in Every argument.
The world is so varied It's not framed
And yet the only thing that matters is understanding.
Harem
© Copyright: Анастасия Миллер1, 2023
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