When We Decorate Our House With Stuff br We Don’t Go Get Nothing Hideous br It’s A Natural, Stage of Selection br To Want To Get As Close, as can to Perfection br br We Pick The Mundane and Ordinary for Elimination br And Plain and Old and Ugly, Suffer Rejection br And We Don’t Even Stop for A Second’s Castigation br ‘Don’t You Daydream of The Best in Imagination? br br So, Its True, Blondes, Do Have More Fun br … As Long, as They have Pretty Face and Form br And Redheads Too, Don’t Come In Last … br As Long as They Like To Watch Them Pass br br Brunettes, Big Eyes, … Chain-Reactions br Its Just The Law of The Jungle-Attraction br … For Me, Its Tall Guys, with Quick Smiles br Maybe Good Biceps … but Indeed, Debonair Style br br … and a Light, Brisk Cologne Scent, That Flows br … His Name was Floyd, in LA … 20 Years Ago br So … Don’t Be So Hard On Yourself, Anderson Crowe br It’s A Tendency-Superficiality, You Know … br br br br Dedicated To: Anderson Crowe A Fellow-PoemHunter Member, Inspired by His Poem... ' On The Day, I Quit My Job '...