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Click hereIt is a redundancy
To speak of her that way;
It's something like wet water
With one you have the other.
To call a man intelligent
Is altogether different;
Where two don't fit
The thing is called oxymoronic.
Copyright © Leon Brozyna 2006
I like this poem...it is very witty...and also written by that same kind of oxymoronic man it describes...! Which makes it a kind of back-handed disproof of the proof of the second verse...makes me wonder if the first verse then should not be read as having a hint of irony and sarcasm!
You're one man who finally shows he knows the winner in the so-called battle of the sexes ... we win! :-) Terrie
Might this statement make you the Master...with the bait, I mean? Awesome how you seduce yourself with this one, and look boldly into HER eyes as you say it. I like the concept.