A Poem
I stared at myself intently
My reflection looking back at me
A heart to heart session in progress
This serious concern I must address
How could I have cold feet while alone
Dang socialization chills to the bone
Take the words from my mouth oh dear reflection
Make this short, my painful introspection
I do have bad breath, my date said so
As I started to undo her blouse's lasso
As my mouth probed hers, I thought it was a piece of cake
She pulled away and exclaimed, "for chrisses sake"
Now I continue to stare, my admission complete
My shoulders hunched, my depression quite deep
MY soul antsy, tears at the back of my eyes
I heaved a huge sigh and raised my toothbrush to the skies
And so I pledge to stay in my ivory tower
Until I get rid of this pungent, virulent oral power.
I shall brush my pearly whites every moment, every day
Someday I will kiss again. Someday. Someday.
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hehehe ... did you write this poem?... or you copied someone else's poem?
ReplyDeleteDoesn't it sound so me? How can you even suspect it was someone else's? ;-)
ReplyDeleteI only lay claim to the writing style, not the experience.
ReplyDeleteWell, pare. I didn't imagine you'd write a poem about your bad breath. :)
ReplyDeleteIt's not MY bad breath! Fiction! Fiction! Fiction!
ReplyDeleteThree kids placed their pointing finger under their nose
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