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: vain girl, but clever /poem 3: nothing will ever change