The End of all Good Men

I love women. . . that’s why I write about them.
Luscious lips, coke bottle hips, lavish lashes, big fat. . .
There is so much so beautiful about a gorgeous girl!

But as much as I’m in awe by their inexplicable beauty
I am torn by their ability to deceive and hurt.
I am built and broken by the powers of women.
This blinding force called ‘love’ will surely be my undoing.

Man comes from women, and by women we shall meet our end
As this is the end of all good men.

Where physical superiority is our forte
Emotional submission to that which tempts us is our downfall.
The heart is man’s Achilles’ heel,
So such natural delights I must steer clear from.

As an obese man must avoid pie and pound cake
It is equally my duty to be less tempted by the lures of attraction
And to settle for unattractive girls and 10-dollar whores.