The lad:
The lassies are tempting
but very indecisive
they want and want and want
especially in a crisis.
What can we menfolks do
but clap their little bums
and say to the lassies
you are our love chums.
We think of you always
and do whatever we can
but what we reproach you
is a lack of attention span.
the Lassie
Hm what can I say but oh
the lads are so wonderful
they take what they want
their speech is full of wool.
the male think only of sex
wine, beer and whisky
they can be bold - happy
angry and very frisky.
Whenever they ponder
grand and smart vehicles
they are prone to spend
lotsa and lotsa of nickles.
The lad
But reproach and reprieves
on both sides will turn
into a war of the sexes
of Robert the Scot Burns.
Surely, we are here to fete
the eve of Eves's attributes
our accept of your sex
of your plain attitudes.
Towards your menfolks a
ring of your sensual dances
and we will happily convey
everything - for your entrances!
The Lassie
Yes, man-powers, let us forget
the bad times of urges' fight
and eat to our heart's mirth
give Burn's his dues of light.
Tonight, we bury the hatchet
and explore the glancing
of both parties's - our's meek
and yours - proud prancing.
As you aptly put it
your strong arms are needed
for lifting and heaving
we happily will this attain
by our graces receiving.
For a belated Burn's supper
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