Stupidicy

Thinking

It’s a word that men do not like

If you could imagine

that our minds full of boxes

each box has a different thought

Our favorite box

Is the box of nothing

Forgive us ladies for its nothing personal

We just sometimes rather be thoughtless

Then have to think

We love you so

We want you O so much

But we rather sit on our donkey

And clop away

Now if you’re thinking

Twas why we left you dry

Then remember this

Those men are but as dumb as a rock

And sit on their donkey and mind not

The treasure they passed by