Romantic Male Love

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Today I saw a novel with the name

A Song of Me and You.  The order of

The pronouns says it all.  In loving’s game

We’re tempted to remark in most men’s love

The “me” comes first.  The cover of the tale

Shows male and female in a silhouette

Combined.  The first assumption is the stale

One.  Man is larger, she just humanette

So  . . . “me” is bigger.  Yes.  Of course.  The man

Comes foremost, first, and thus the manly hunk

Has rights, his feelings first.  His master plan

Is he controls because of his swelled junk.

  The woman?  Yeah, she matters, but his need

    Amounts much more.  He needs to plant his seed.