This is a free verse poem. Men, open your ears (and what a rare occasion that is).
  1. Men, like dogs, chase after their dream ride.
  2. The gleam and silver curve tempts their ever daunting stride.
  3. Mad with the hunt for lost buried bones, they look for new ones not to sully, but lick.
  4. Lick and slobber sweet, slippery kisses with.
  5. Sometimes they win our panting hearts and drooling gaze.
  6. For them, they deserve nothing but our best.
  7. Red hot shapes that stand waiting.
  8. For them, a golden stream of income to shower in.
  9. The moment yet is short-lived and the expense we find reproachfully payed,
  10. Leaves us running with tails between legs.