the difference between men and women

she sends you
a note.
thanks, she says.
thanks a lot.
and you respond
back, for what,
what did i do.
and she says,
thanks for
forgetting my
birthday, again.
i've known
you for five years
and i've never
ever forgotten
yours, and
you say ah oh
and clear your
throat, and
start pacing
the room. you
have no excuse
other than that
you are forgetful
and have no
memory for
birthdays, or
anniversaries,
or other important
calendar events.
you would even
forget christmas
if not for
the tree and lights,
and constant
ringing of
the bell out in
front of the
grocery stores.
how can i make
it up to you, you
ask her, i can
send you a pony
in the mail. no
thanks she says,
i still have
the one you sent
last year.
think bigger.