A Pep Talk To a Mirror
Have to get ready, we're meeting at eight,
I must be on time, i can't make her wait,
what have I forgotten, dear God I'm so stressed,
just remember to look at her eyes not her chest.
I'm so nervous, dammit! come on be a man!
exude confidence and remember to smile if you can.
you're handsome, you're funny just try to keep calm,
how can she resist such a wonderful charm?
I feel better already, yeah, I'm not all that bad,
I'm certainly better than others she's had,
right I'm ready, lets go! you can do this! all right!
what a shame she just cancelled our date for tonight.
Copyright © Pawlu Pascarawlu | Year Posted 2009
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