MOODS OF WOMEN:

An angel of truth and a dream of fiction,

A woman is a bundle of contradiction,

She's afraid of a wasp, will scream at a mouse,

But will tackle her boyfriend 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, merry and sad,

She'll hate you like poison, and love you like mad.

MOODS OF A MAN:

Horny.

Hungry.