Grindr open, glaring livid,
Green my eyes, and heart constricted.
Orange, blue, the conversation,
Can’t you stick to *******?
A short one about a guy using Grindr in front of me during a date.
I once had a chance to be happy,
But just like a babe with full *****,
I soiled it myself,
Then ruined my health,
And now I feel awfully ******!
I held your hands and looked at you that day
I stepped on yours to save my ruptured pump.
I said “don’t want”, but “can’t” is surely true,
To be with you is taxing, draining, blue.
I’m happy now and pleased you're good at last.
Surprising, friends we stayed. Our hearts: recast.
— The End —