Caught With My Pants Down
I was content nursing my drink during a party
when in came a gorgeous and stunning lady.
Man, she is a knockout, I really must have her
by hook or by crook, vowed the old-time hunter.
Taking a quick look at myself in a corner mirror,
combing my hair so not a strand was out of place,
I approached the pretty chick, extending my hand,
"Hello there, haven't we met somewhere before?"
She gazed at me, head to foot, like I was insane,
threw her sweetest smile, then hissed so softly,
"I don't think so, buster, but it's a nice try anyway,"
and quickly turned her back on poor, pathetic me.
Yikes, my pickup line didn't work for me somehow,
I got caught in the harsh light with my pants down!
Copyright © Wilfredo Derequito | Year Posted 2007
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