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O woman, lovely woman. Nature made thee
To temper man. We had been brutes without you;
Angels are painted fair, to look like you;
There’s in you all that we believe of heaven,
Amazing brightness, purity and truth,
Eternal joy, and everlasting love.

Thomas Otway

The man who wasn't there

Yesterday upon the stair
I met a man who wasn't there.
He wasn't there again today.
I wish that man would go away.


The lady with technique

As I was letting down my hair
I met a guy who didn't care,
He didn't care again today -
I love 'em when they get that way!


Hughes Mearns