A Perfect Blind Date
No, I’m not perfect,
just a man finding his way
but took a wrong turn
No, I’m not perfect
but I can see the scars where
your horns used to be
No, I’m not perfect
but hey, I’m only human -
so what’s your excuse
No, I’m not perfect
but you know what else I’m not?
I’m not barking mad
No, I’m not perfect,
and Ken and Barbie we ain’t -
you’re a Chucky doll
No, I’m not perfect
but together we could be -
yeah, a perfect storm
No, I’m not perfect
but I never claimed to be
perfect, just awesome
No, I’m not perfect
but I think you need a drink…
boiled bat’s blood perhaps
No, I’m not perfect
but you are scarier than
Hillary Clinton
No, I’m not perfect
but neither am I a rude
narcissistic bit-ch
No, I’m not perfect,
now let’s order some Chinese -
I’ll have the Fok Yu
No, I’m not perfect,
and I’m sorry I’m not your
Mr Right. Cheque please!
Written: September 2014
Copyright © Keith D Trestrail | Year Posted 2022
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