My Shortest Date
it happened many years ago,
when I was young and handsome
I somehow wound up with a blind date
one I was never to forget
it was hate at first sight
not just merely distaste,
we seemed to loath each other,
of time and money, what a waste
we went to dinner as planned
our glares of steel and frigid words
I know this date should be "canned"
somehow by mutual agreement
we decided to call it a night
I drove her to a bowling alley
and thereafter took my flight
my wonder is, by now
how and why this was only once
it should'a happened more often
because I can be a putz.
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