Mommy Says I Am a Catch

Blind date is handsome, and was great until his mouth opened.
He jabbers on, not noticing I have not said anything for eight minutes.
My corpse is walking away, my flesh falls off. I turn to bones.
He does not notice.

Wait! I need fresh lipstick to do this properly.
Mommy says any girl would be lucky to land me, he tells me.
Mom says I am a catch. Mom says you would be lucky to snap me up.
Mommy says any girl would….

Sure, if you want a girl instead of a woman, I think.
I reach for my reddest lipstick. Paint my lips.
Smack them  He is still rambling.
Mom says….

I dot my cheeks with my lipstick, rose red.
I start making circles around my chin.
Jabbering stops. What are you DOING?  He asks me.
Monster boy comes out.   I am relieved when he returns to his mommy.
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Hankins Avatar
February 9, 2021 at 6:30 PM
I love this one, Caren. She should have poured the water from the pitcher over his head before he pulled the "sorry, left my wallet at home" trip on her. Nothing worse than a meal with a self-absorbed a-hole!
Krutsinger Avatar
February 9, 2021 at 7:45 PM
It is pretty awful, I have heard. I have never lasted through one of these. I would have my head down writing the whole time
Wolf Avatar
February 7, 2021 at 7:59 PM
Enjoyed your 'blind' date! That guy turned to be quite blind in a number of ways! Catchy! ~ Cat and Mouse
Krutsinger Avatar
February 8, 2021 at 2:57 AM
I have to admit Trixie and I were both giggling as we threw this one down on paper.
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