And in the short blink of an eye
Created the man, don't know why
My guess would be that he was high
The god went back flying away
The man left behind where he lay
He now was alive, hooray!
So he thanks the god and prays:
Thank you, oh thank you I say
Yet let me say this, if I may
For seeing me naked, you'll pay
Not trying to be mean, but you gay?
Being mad of the words that he said
He punished the man, who dropped dead.
I'm sorry. I was just desperate to write a poem.
I know, I know. I don't have a poetic sense.
Well, that would explain why that god created women.
The god went back flying away
The man left behind where he lay
He now was alive, hooray!
So he thanks the god and prays:
Thank you, oh thank you I say
Yet let me say this, if I may
For seeing me naked, you'll pay
Not trying to be mean, but you gay?
Being mad of the words that he said
He punished the man, who dropped dead.
I'm sorry. I was just desperate to write a poem.
I know, I know. I don't have a poetic sense.
Well, that would explain why that god created women.
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