"I missed you but I haven't met you"
Sorry Anon, but...
Some men don’t want to date,
Some men just want to fornicate.
Women should know by now,
That sex doesn't equal a fucking wedding vow.
Man says to women 'I don’t want to get too serious,'
'Too' translates to 'maybe,' which makes the women delirious.
Women reads way too into it, and gives man what he wants,
Then women gets mad, because there’s no fucking text message response.
Some women will have sex just to find her mate,
Some women will also lie, just to create a second date.
Man should know already,
That sex with a women leaves us emotional and unsteady.
Women says to man 'me too, I have a life to live'
'life to live' translates to 'I don’t need to respond tomorrow, so there’s nothing to forgive'
Man reads way too much into it, and continues on Okcupid,
Then women wonders what she did, and she's left with feeling stupid.
The missing fucking denominator is…
If you've never met, to at least fuck on the first date,
Chances are that dude isn't your fucking soul mate.
Save this garbage for the "I saw you" postings. Now I have to go brush my teeth to wash out the taste of the vurp this posting just caused. I shouldn't be too harsh, I felt the same way about Christie Brinkley when I was old enough to get a boner.
Stephoknee, I fail to see
What any of the advice that you hand out for free
While reaching ceaselessly for some vague rhyme
(Oh so mundane, trying to be sublime)
While using copious founts of punctuation
(Kinseyan indicator of sexual sublimation)
Has to do with any-fucking-thing
(Except mumming "Blogtown, Of Thee I Sing.")
My own taste runs to numerous ellipses
(My drinking both to chugging and to sipsies)
I guess the point is, poetry's annoying,
(Unless your favorite adjective is "cloying")
And reading yours is not entirely unlike the experience of sprinkling badly sunburned nipples with turmeric,
So give it up
And, like me,
Insult Erik.
Sorry Anon, but...
Some men don’t want to date,
Some men just want to fornicate.
Women should know by now,
That sex doesn't equal a fucking wedding vow.
Man says to women 'I don’t want to get too serious,'
'Too' translates to 'maybe,' which makes the women delirious.
Women reads way too into it, and gives man what he wants,
Then women gets mad, because there’s no fucking text message response.
Some women will have sex just to find her mate,
Some women will also lie, just to create a second date.
Man should know already,
That sex with a women leaves us emotional and unsteady.
Women says to man 'me too, I have a life to live'
'life to live' translates to 'I don’t need to respond tomorrow, so there’s nothing to forgive'
Man reads way too much into it, and continues on Okcupid,
Then women wonders what she did, and she's left with feeling stupid.
The missing fucking denominator is…
If you've never met, to at least fuck on the first date,
Chances are that dude isn't your fucking soul mate.
What any of the advice that you hand out for free
While reaching ceaselessly for some vague rhyme
(Oh so mundane, trying to be sublime)
While using copious founts of punctuation
(Kinseyan indicator of sexual sublimation)
Has to do with any-fucking-thing
(Except mumming "Blogtown, Of Thee I Sing.")
My own taste runs to numerous ellipses
(My drinking both to chugging and to sipsies)
I guess the point is, poetry's annoying,
(Unless your favorite adjective is "cloying")
And reading yours is not entirely unlike the experience of sprinkling badly sunburned nipples with turmeric,
So give it up
And, like me,
Insult Erik.
And you should do it more often, because yours was really cool to read.
"cloying" is the reason i dont swallow. HA!
"High in saturated fat" is the reason I don't swallow.
Also if you wrote that when you were drunk, I'm completely impressed over here.