Hope,
she waited on my table,
but I,
I took my own sweet time
to make up my mind.

"A round of shots,
and better make it snappy"
"No can do sir,
for it's a dry day"

So I
stole a glance at my wrist,
midnight
- the hour was nigh.

I had time,
all the time in the world,
"Swing by
when the time is right"

As
I saw her go,
***
I saw and I thought:

She's a real keeper,
I just have to have her,
amuse her,
make full use of her,
but tread cautious
lest I abuse her.

Pie,
one wild night
oughta do the trick.
So I,
dashed to the restroom
made sure I looked slick.

The hour
struck ten times
and twice,
the hour,
it came and went,
but by then
she was long gone.

Faith,
she took over
served me shot after shot.
Knocked
them down
did I them all.

Besotted,
I struggled to my feet,
dragged myself
out of the watering hole.

As I stumbled
out on the porch,
dainty hands,
they broke my fall.

"You're in no shape
to be out on your own.
It's past closing time,
I'll drive you home."

Besotted,
I gazed upon
her, her tempting gist.
Beckoned
did Faith, was
in no state to resist.

Endings,
ever after,
or till this date,
Faith
by my side,
sad twist of fate.

Hope,
witchy, Wiccan,
mirage,
black magician?
Me,
muppet,
voodoo doll,
puppet.

Hope
still springs,
eternally in my heart,
Hope,
I wait,
though it's too late.