Nice guys finish last
An old adage
I've been contemplating the meaning
The feeling
Has me reeling
In laughter
Despite my narcissism
I am considered "nice"
Because I care
Do you dare?
Ask me why its funny
Why my sides are sore
An adage I used to abhor
An insult?
No
There is hidden meaning
That'll have you screaming
Even squealing
With delight
As my seams begin to burst
I ask "hey ladies?"
Do you really want a ****
That "finishes" first?
Feb 4, 2012
Feb 4, 2012 at 7:53 AM UTC
Nice guys finish last
An old adage
I've been contemplating the meaning
The feeling
Has me reeling
In laughter
Despite my narcissism
I am considered "nice"
Because I care
Do you dare?
Ask me why its funny
Why my sides are sore
An adage I used to abhor
An insult?
No
There is hidden meaning
That'll have you screaming
Even squealing
With delight
As my seams begin to burst
I ask "hey ladies?"
Do you really want a ****
That "finishes" first?
(c) Steven R. Forrester
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