A poem for girls...

I shave my legs,
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>I sit down to pee.
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>And I can justify any shopping spree.
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>Don't go to a barber, but a beauty salon.
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>I can get a massage without a hard-on.
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>I can balance the checkbook,
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>I can pump my own gas.
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>Can talk to my friends about the size of my ass.
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>My beauty's a masterpiece and yes, it takes long.
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>At least I can admit to others when I'm wrong.
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>I don't drive in circles, at any cost.
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>And I don't have a problem admitting I'm lost.
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>I never forget an important date.
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>You just gotta deal with it, I'm usually late.
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>I don't watch movies with lots of gore.
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>Don't need instant replay to remember the score.
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>I won't lose my hair, I don't get jock itch.
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>And just cause I'm assertive, Don't call me a bitch.
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>Don't say to your friends, Oh yeah, I can get her.
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>In your dreams, my dear, I can do better!
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>Flowers are okay,
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>But jewelry's best.
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>Look at me you idiot...
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>Not at my chest????
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>I don't have a problem,
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>With Expressing my feelings.
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>I know when you're lying,
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>You look at the ceiling.
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>DON'T call me a GIRL ,
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>a BABE or a CHICK .
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>I am a WOMAN.
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>Get it?, you DICK!?!