Useful, is a word he often used,
To describe his girls he'd cast his curse
Upon and the blurry nights,where love was refused.
By him, one word used as well as the first.

Useless, also rolled off his bitter tongue to title those girls,
And their lowered chins and their hopeful eyes
Glued to his, as if they were rubies or fresh-water pearls.
Music to his ears, were those girl's sighs.

These girls splattered with titles,
Inevitable, shamed or a *****.
Their "I'm O.K." smile, a daily recital.
The word love has truly been skewed.

His impressive love consumption,
And those nameless girls well-being an assumption.