Women Of Substance

Some men pine for thin beauties

Some men want catwalk queens

I like women of substance

Who don’t like causing scenes

Guys too often overlook

Women that don’t go strutting

Ones who aren’t attention-starved

And want all men a-rutting

I prefer women demure

I like the mood more subtle

Women confident, mature

Are ones I want to cuddle

A waif-like, waltzing woman

Her shoulder bones protruding

Looks so disinterested

Her face scowled-down and brooding

Where’s the twinkle in her eye?

Give me a ready smile

Soft and curvy sexiness

Gives cause to pause awhile

A woman should have soft hips

To notice when you meet her

A woman should have full lips

It makes her kisses sweeter

In the bed, when lights are low

And hands begin to wander

Finding her eagerness there

Will only make me fonder

I don’t like pointy elbows

That poke me while I’m sleeping

I’d rather have some cushion

When morning birds are cheeping

Put some meat upon those bones

Enjoy some down-home cooking

Women who can strut their stuff

To me are so good looking

Don’t despair, you sweet ladies

Over a weight that’s higher

I promise there are still men

Who see you with desire

So don’t starve yourselves trying

To meet some skewed ideal

Eat good food and exercise

And love your curve appeal