Cold women have the warmest hearts,

Suprising you with Wisdom when a fire starts,

Beuaty, elegance, and grace,

God put a smile on their face,

 

To Love them is an endless task,

To accept their beuaty so vast,

Women love simplicity and plan,

Something so difficult for a man,

 

I love myself, cold and lonely,

Parted from the gift of company,

Letting the dogs run free,

Still happy to be me,

 

I love beuaty, its lure,

Folk think I look for every score,

Loving life is no easy chore,

I love, man, woman and whore.