The argument gets interesting when you make the logical jump from something being stronger, to something being better - or smarter being better.

I think what you have is clearly expressing the idea, and the idea makes sense - just, yes - its more verbosely stated than is my preference. Turns out that in most cases they are indeed promising more than they will deliver. Not sure how it is in Europe, but in the US more marriages fail than not.

FACT Men are physically stronger than women on average. FACT The only significant, measurable, non-wishy-washy, intellectual difference between the sexes is that on average, men have better spatial awareness than women. Since men are better than women in BOTH the Physical AND Mental realms, men must be better than women overall. I'm sorry but that's just the way it is :(

You just called me not bright and brilliant in the same sentence. How enlightening! And you missed the _____point!

Verbosity is a sin, for which, if I have committed it, I repent! But I thought that each line was expressing a different promise and considering it in the prospect of marriage. Not that I’m getting married, but at a wedding recently, it seemed what they were promising was not what they could possibly deliver.

Interesting! A line drawn in the Poemranker sand. A supposition about marriage labeled as “woman.” Do you mean that a woman is incapable of commitment to the degree presented in the poem, and a man is? Perhaps you think only a man is that strong or that foolish. Maybe you mean that what I am really saying is that I want this kind of commitment from the man I marry, and that no woman can expect that. You understand the supposition of the narrator, that he or she is not promising, but thinking about promises. When we say, “til death do us part” and “for better or worse,” how different is that from the promises considered in the poem? No, I think your line is drawn in less sensible sand. They usually are when living is at stake. I’m guessing that some of my lines have dredged up a woman’s meanness. For that I apologize on behalf of the sex for all the times we have demanded promises from our men, when it’s not his promises that make us happy, but his surprises. Please return here at the Dear Dovina column as often as you wish.

If you are familiar with them, all of my limericks come in unrelated pairs. And thank you very much

It is a story you tit. And at least I know the difference Between 'to' and 'too'. Idiot.

Would you say you tend to find words ending in '-ian' generally more meaningful than other words? PS-Anyone can tell this poem is more Anne Cecil de Vereian than anything else. You just think it's Shakespearean because you don't get Shakespeare and you don't get this. But if you think about it for a moment, you'll realise you don't get Shakespeare because you're not bright or educated at an Accredited Poetry School, and you don't get this poem because it has no point and is a shitpile of pisspoor allusions and non sequitors with bad grammar in between.

I saw this movie yesterday - it made me uncomfortable to the point where twice I wanted to eject it, but didn't. Very glad I stuck with it, it was a wonderful and beautiful movie - not an easy movie. Btw, I doubt this smlink dude was even thinking of that flick, he was more likely referencing the *painting*.