Her Hobby Is Collecting Men
Her hobby is collecting men
And most of them will do
The half-wit wonders out again
Who take the scenic view
Her beauty is expendable
Her feelings even more
Her duty is dependable
To those who run the store
She knows what lies that people say
To keep them running late
The notion that you lost your way
Is redefined as fate
She baits you with a compliment
To boost your self respect
But all the time she's diffident
The way you might expect
Another day, another chance
Another attitude
Another way to fake romance
To satisfy a mood
She stimulates your very best
Like moonlight on the sea
And you believe that you’re the crest
Of capability
You think that she is not opposed
To someone nice like you
But she is merely predisposed
To catching someone new
You know that she is bought and sold
Your fantasy intact
But as you let your dream unfold
You catch her in the act
Your fantasy is suddenly
The one you denigrate
The ecstasy that used to be
Is now a twist of fate
You justify the reason why
You paid for love at all
But love is not an alibi
For why you came to call
The smarter way is not to lay
With someone you just met
The righteous pray without delay
For actions they regret
The path you walk is brighter
By the perfect light of love
So make your burden lighter
By the strength you draw above.
Copyright © Bryan Norton | Year Posted 2020
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