Mike said I'm the prettiest girl he's ever met so I let him jump in
Carl made me feel special he said he'd never seen anyone so pure so in the back of his car I let hm in
Rob said he'd rob the world, go to jail do anything I told him to do so in the garden I let him plant himself in
George wrote poetry; he described my eyes and my face and my walk and he said he'd love me forever, it was destiny brought us together - could he see more, please? So I let him do everything so he could make divine poetry
*Now I can't find any of these guys and they don't return my calls - what happened to their fine words and promises?
poem 1 in a series of 3 tongue-in-cheek cautionary poems on guys and gals and relationships/ poem 2:Β vain girl, but cleverΒ /poem 3: nothing will ever change