A SINGLE SISTA'S & SINGLE BROTHA'S BEDTIME PRAYER 
      
         A Single Sister's Bedtime Prayer -by Tracy Spencer 
         
         Now I lay me down to sleep, 
         I pray for a man who will not creep. 
         One who's handsome, smart and strong, 
         And able to admit when he is wrong. 
         One who thinks before he speaks, 
         And doesn't disappear for weeks. 
         
         I pray that he's gainfully employed, 
         And won't clam up when he's annoyed. 
         Please send me a man who'll open my door, 
         Pull out my chair and want to do more. 
         
         Send me a man who'll make love to my mind, 
         But who knows what to do when he hits it from behind. 
         One who'll make love till my body's a twitching, 
         And bring ME a sandwich too, when he comes back from  the  kitchen! 
         
         I pray that this man will love me to no end, 
         And will not try to sleep with my best girlfriend. 
         I pray this prayer in Jesus' name, 
         Oh, and by the way Lord, deliver me from weak game. 
         Thank You in advance and now I'll just wait, 
         For I know You'll send him before it's too late. 
         
         
        
       The Single Brother's Bedtime Prayer 
        by Art 
        
        As I crawl into my sack, 
        I pray for women who aren't wack, 
        A sister who knows how to act, 
        Who won't neglect, and WILL call back, 
        A girl who's smart, and sweet and stacked, 
        And who knows when to shut her trap, 
        
        Who won't act ill and disrespect, 
        Or run her mouth and sweat my check, 
        Who will not ask me if she's fat, 
        In this red dress or these brown slacks, 
        
        I pray for one who is well-bred, 
        I cannot deal with chicken-heads, 
        I need a love of give and take, 
        Not "What you drive?", "How much you make?", 
        
        When lunch and dinner bills approach, 
        If you don't reach...don't ask for Coach, 
        I want a dime with thighs and lips, 
        Not nickel broads on ego trips, 
        
        I want one who loves me for me, 
        Not what her girls think I should be, 
        To fill my life with joy non-stop, 
        With no male friends to take my spot, 
        
        I need one for cuddles, light kisses, and pecks, 
        But she'd know that some times...I just wanna have sex, 
        
        If I were to find her this very day, 
        Then I would cease in my doggish ways, 
        There'd be no more creeping, I'd sing songs like Joe's, 
        But until that day comes I have no love for...