I decided to write this poem because of an experience my friend had with a man. What happened was quite funny actually:
Finding your perfect man...
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
He'll love you to the deep of your soul,
But first he needs your credit card, no...
He will give you all the pleasures you seek,
But you'll be doing it infront of video cam...
He looks Ok,
Earns enough cash,
But his entire family is trash.
He looks hunky,
Has cool tattoos,
But his "thing" is an implant,
ALAS!!!
He is rich,
Drives a McLaren,
But has a hit on his head from the gang.
Finally when you meet your perfect man,
He'll be married to another man!
Yes, he was gay xD
Active Writers
Active writers of all sorts are welcome
//
//
//
//
//
Have an account? Login Now!
