Men leave, men stay.
Men are soft; they cry awake,
Saving children from tyrant, but who will save them?
A boy will lead his way into manhood,
Where he'll find his past ways.
Men crave the flesh as boys crave the same.
Man is meant for a woman.
Women stay pretty; girls run amok.
Boys love to walk beneath the starry sky.
Men like to sit beneath an oak tree with their women
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