Pretty Women

A sonnet for women

I wonder where pretty women
Hide their sense of good judgement
I wonderful just how tiny a view
It is to see thru those pretty eyes
I wonder how many times
Her lips curve in her smile
Pretty women must have known
They'll be born pretty after all
So they come handy
Men are so needy
They bow to her good graces
Alas,pretty women forget to bring along
A little bit of modesty
So men will be modest in all fairness

Author's Note

A contemporary issue. A must read for all women