A blind date, I had to impress,
I’d meet him there at eight.
Went to my closet, chose a dress,
I think I gained some weight.
A sexy one, short and low cut,
I slipped it on, sucked in my gut.
A sexy one.
A sexy one.
I know he’ll be watching my butt.
I arrived on time and looked around,
I tried to look demure.
This classy bar was quite profound,
Expensive taste I’m sure.
And there he was; gave me a wink,
I walked on over, tickled pink.
And there he was.
And there he was.
He stood and said: “what do you think”?
That pickup line was quite bizarre,
This guy was pretty weird.
When we took our seats at the bar,
He said what I had feared.
“Your makeup’s smeared, you look a mess”.
“Where did you get that awful dress”?
Your makeup’s smeared.
Your makeup’s smeared.
This Cricketjeff has no finesse.










with much love & light~ Desire~*~










Great job!
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