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If Adam could only see woman now And see how they all became, And the things and acts that they happily allow While seeking pity and not knowing of any shame. The way that they now dress And not wanting to care for anyone or anything at all, While seemingly to just only wanting to impress And being happy when a friend tumbles and fall. Always ready to judge some other And always wanting to be put first Many times not happy being a wife and a mother And sometimes seemingly by God cursed. Using their bodies to use and control Also using their looks to manipulate, Then they take over the man's very soul And now her wants and desires becomes his fate. Now some will now call her a mister As she tells man what to say or do, Sometimes I believe that woman is the Devil's sister Her acts and desires are the clue. She holds grudges until the day that she dies With a vengeance she is always prepared to attack, She now controls man whenever she cries I now wonder if Adam would want his rib back. Randy L. McClave

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