MOODS OF A WOMAN:

An angel of truth

And a dream of fiction,

She's afraid of a wasp,

Will scream at a mouse;

But will tackle a stranger Alone in the house.

Sour as vinegar,

Sweet as a rose;

She'll kiss you one minute,

Then turn up her nose.

She'll win you in rage,

Enchant you in silk;

She'll be stronger than brandy,

Milder than milk.

At times she'll be vengeful,Sometimes merry and sad;

She'll hate you like poison And LOVE you like mad.

MOODS OF A MAN:

Hungry, Horny, Sleepy