Crush of Doom
Young and dumb, heart still growing.
Felt the flicker, still not knowing.
Bashful winks was all it took.
Fell prey to her fickle hook.
Flowers, candies, things that bobbled;
Broke the bank and left me hobbled.
Took out loans to keep her smiling.
Wore a frown when debit filing.
Just as I had had enough,
Called her father, stout and tough.
Now my world is in despair.
Explains why I've lost my hair.
Copyright © Randy Freie | Year Posted 2022
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