Cheater
Some tightly packed bowls, a couple of beers,
"Don't worry man, your girlfriends not here."
The music is blaring, voices are loud.
You see her face in the crowd.
It says, "Come get me,
I'm not a tease,
Take me somewhere,
I'll do as you please."
You text your new girlfriend,
And tell her goodnight.
She'll never find out,
It will work out all right.
Copyright © Erica Gould | Year Posted 2009
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