Blame Us Both


	Blame Us Both Even though we put them down and blame them for our fall, It wasn’t all the woman’s fault since man really had the final call. I guess we like to blame them because they perplex us to no end, Those sexy, desirable women to our early grave, they’ll usually send. No matter what we do we stumble back for more, Like a punch-drunk fighter that has been beaten to his core. If God had only reversed it made us the desired one, We wouldn’t have a complaint we’d be far too busy, having so much fun. JRS © 12-97 the"Okie" Poet Questions or Comments All poems copyrighted ã1997-... Spring Creations The "Okie" Poet All Rights Reserved