Women, Choose Your Man Wisely
Women there's many fish in the sea
All kinds for your open eyes to see
When your high tides come to rise and spree
With a right match just waiting to be
Yet the fish that's in distress and is not free
Is the one that drops you to your knee
Like, why, the forbidden fruits in a tree
You fall for this pick and short lived glee
To his T, his spell starts with the letter vee
You're his game on, and lock to his key
Yet when his picnics over he has to flee
Back to his kid's, and wife's cup of tea
Your hearts a broken, like a golf ball on a tee
He's driven you all over the course, gee
Women be wise to the myths of the sea
10/5/22
Premiere Contest: Single Stanza Monorhyme Sponsor: L Milton Hankins
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Copyright © Connie Pachecho | Year Posted 2022
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