22-Year-Old Deal Breaker
He proposed, wanted me to be his wife
But I knew his son would cause too much strife
A grown man with no goals
His father he controls
I gently said, “No, I want a good life.”
In bed he lies, playing video games
“No work to be found,” this lazy son claims
Blames the economy
Acts irresponsibly
Sticks to his avatars; I use friends’ names
*Entry for the Deal Killer contest
Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2011
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