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Hold That Thought
He said I was materialistic,
in truth, he couldn't buy a biscuit,
he asked me to dinner,
thought himself a winner,
but I opted for cheese and triscuits.
He didn't have an automobile,
thought he could hop in mine, behind the wheel,
Stop right there, Buddy Boy!
the rear plate reads 'Catie's toy'
your fantasies are clearly unreal.
I told him my shoulders aren't broad enough,
to carry a man, though I may sound tough,
He offered only himself,
wanted his name on all my hard earned stuff.
Surely, I can do better than that,
I want a man not a broke polecat,
men don't date broke women
I don't date broke men, Amen!
they call me woman, not desperate doormat.
(Yeah, i know, for a limerick, it's just not funny, but I wanted to get comfortable with the form. and this issue has been apparent in my life these days. Men do not want a woman who has no car, no apartment, no furnishings, no job... so what gives them the right to think they can bring NOTHING into a relationship. Sorry guys, but just yourself, is NOT enough. Women need to prepare for a relationship...and so do you. yeah, and as far as this guy goes, I did tell him that 'himself' was not enough. He must have thought I was desperate just because I spend a lot of time alone. Nope, not me! HA! I hope I don't sound cold and hard hearted, but truth be told...finances are always a consideration when entering into a relationship. I have carried men in my day, and do you know what? They are heavy. I have nice things because I purchased nice things, no one did it for me...okay... I'll stop rambling....Hmmm....Finances, perhaps unspoken, but always considered...)