The Misters

R Randy McClave Randy McClave
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Neither one of them want any misters, As that was quoted by both of the sisters, But, their mother highly disagrees, Every woman needs a man she truly believes. Just to give them children, and even blisters. But, neither one of them wants a man in their life, They want to call no man husband and be no man’s wife, Then their mother will always preach and say, They both need a man, so for them she will pray. How else could they conquer their loneliness and strife. But, the sisters they have had men before, They were treated like objects and felt like a whore, They couldn't do or say or be what they can, Unlike their own mother they need not a man. They didn't believe they needed their dignity to restore. The sisters they both enjoy in being alone, They both are adults and in maturity they have grown, They need not a man to work or take care of them, Being a single woman, they will never curse or condemn. Being alone at night, neither sister ever complained or moan. The sisters said neither one of them needs a male, They were both happy being a strong and a free female, Unlike the beliefs of their very own mother, They need not a husband, or father or even a brother. So, the life and destiny with a mister they bid farewell. Randy L. McClave

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