Definite Maybe
Do you want to have a baby?
I'll give you a definite maybe.
Babies can cry and scream so loud.
Three in one house can make a small crowd.
I hope I'm not clearly misunderstood,
just unsure I'm ready for fatherhood.
You and I may be old jalopies,
but we suffice - original copies.
We could be relaxing on the grass,
not changing diapers of liquid gas.
Wait, it's time for you to cop a plea
in what seems a tragic comedy.
I never knew, when I started kissing,
your birth control pills had been found missing.
It seems that your little pill pack
has been fully empty - pills, it does lack,
and it's an open secret on the block
that I've become a laughingstock,
and I suppose you're thinking, honey,
that this is seriously funny.
Nine months later, she said smugly,
it can't be yours, you're pretty ugly.
Copyright © David Crandall | Year Posted 2024
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