Short Go Along With It Poems

The Time

It's not yours,
It's not mine! 
It's doesn't wait for anyone or takes permission to shine!
I can go along with it,
as running is difficult. 
If I won't be there,
still it doesn't care!...

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Let’s eat some Playdough he says.
I had heard he was a fun date, but this was beyond fun.
Pretending to go along with it I ask, “What color?”
Red or Blue, he says.
I only have green and pink, I tell him.
He acts disappointed. Says he has to go.
His mother picks him up.
I call my girlfriend. Where do you say he lives?
At home.
With his mother?
With both parents.
Has he ever moved out?
Not that I know of.
This is the last time I let her set me up with a fun forty-eight-year-old....

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