Many Me's

Sarah is a sweet, shy gal 

So docile and resigned 

She’s careful with the things she says  

Demeanor; soft and kind. 

Linda’s very hard to please 

And hardly satisfied 

She’s mean when she can’t get her way 

Her heart is full of pride. 

Carol has a way with words 

She’ll make your angry calm 

You’ll be awed at how she spoke you 

Right into her palm. 

When Trish gets drunk 

All hell breaks loose 

She dances till the dawn 

Don’t be surprised 

If you wake up 

Beside her on the lawn. 

No wonder love took off and left 

Set sail, and went to sea 

Who can deal with these women.. 

When all of them are me?