Woman …

Shes an angel in truth, a demon in fiction.

A womans the greatest of all contradiction.

Shell scream at a cockroach and faint at a mouse,

then tackle a husband as big as a house.

Shell take him for better, shell take him for worse.

Shell split his head open, and then be his nurse.

And when he is well and can get out of bed,

shell pick up a teapot to throw at his head.

You fancy shes this, but you find that shes that;

for she plays like a kitten and fights like a cat.

In the evenings she will, in the mornings she wont

and youre always expecting that she does when she dont.

— author unknown