The women on the
prowl
Sitting at homes
staring out the windows
Why they can’t
catch the men of their dreams?
Why they always
stay alone?
The women on the
hunt
The signs will be
seen by the men
The men will try to
hide
The men like to
play the hunters
Once they find they
are hunted
Though they may
feel great about it
But they have the
macho feeling
They haven’t done
the hunting
Unless the men are
Casanovas
They will feel the fire
to blend in
They aren’t
interested in long term relationships
They will find for
ways to milk the women
The women on the
prowl
Be patient don’t
lose hope
Because the right
men haven’t arrived
Just stay in sight
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