Out of the Blue

Every one I know has a girl friend
Every one except me
And that is why for special occasions
I don’t like to go by the family

Because they will always ask me
If she’s out side parking the car
And I will always have to make an excuse 
How she gone to see her mother

But inside I wish I had a girlfriend
Because my life is so lonely
The only thing I have is my poems
That is all that keesp me company

I been looking for one secretly
But finding one is a problem
Cause so far no girl’s like me
But I can’t really blame them

I went shopping for this Christmas
Buying gifts all for my self
Then come and open my closet
And stack them all on a shelf

When I walking through Macy’s
Upstairs in the Staten Island mall
I wish I had a girlfriend with me
To take her shopping and buy her all

So I’m looking for a girl friend
But one is so had to find
The last girl I ask out on a date
She ask “if she look stupid or blind

I once ask a Trinidad girl 
But she curse me up right away
Then she even call the police
And I had to run out of Claxton bay

Another girl had a flat tire 
So I help she change it yesterday
But when I ask what she doing later
She takes out a can of pepper spray

Since then I lost my confidence
Because I’m really kind of shy
So now I stand in the corner watching
When I see a nice girl passing by

I search the borough of New York
Even over the Bayonne in New Jersey
I even try some online dating 
But I struck out miserably

So I call and ask my nephew riad
To find me a girl in Trinidad
He said “boy them women in Trinidad crazy
But none of them women eh that mad

Sugar boy has a girlfriend in siparia
She has a sister living down in penal
He tells me send my best picture
Then said “boy that girl eh like you at all

So this Christmas I have a dilemma
And I don’t know what to do
All of my friends have girlfriends
And I want to have one to

But I will keep on trying 
It’s the only thing I can do
And one day out of the blue
I will find me a nice girl friend to
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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February 18, 2014 at 6:08 PM
You remind me of both Cat Stevens and the late Sam Cooke when they both sang "Another Saturday Night". You can't find a lonely female in one of those five big boroughs? You're not looking hard enough! If you don't succeed in Staten Island, there's always Manhattan, Bronx, Brooklyn, and Queens. MTA will take you anywhere you wish.
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