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[font=Tahoma,Geneva]You placed a charge on my bank account
Not taking my feelings into account
You did it as a way of rejecting me
Because I'm ugly, and just to be mean
You also changed your relationship status
And your workplace on Facebook, without a fuss
You probably knew it would hurt me
I did see it, and to say you did succeed
But then, you had a moment of remorse
With all of your glamorous girlfriends at the bank
You regretted your snobby discourse
And feelings were hurt, only yourself to thank
Then you decided to add me a friend
Could your snobbishness be coming to an end?
Then you sent me an online private message
Tried to repair, the emotional wreckage
You then tell me to meet you at the bank
To reverse all charges, on the house, pro-Bono
Tonight my social status will climb the ranks
Make me included in your Facebook photos
I arrive there, then you invite me to a party
Where we get stoned and laugh, and play Pictionary
And alcohol flows too, the times are merry
Tonight I'm not a creep, not scary
And you make me feel comfortable and included
I'm now part of your group, and not deluded
You sit on the couch with me and ask if I'm okay,
A prelude to a possible lay?
Then the game ends, you invite me to your room
Bring out my sexuality, make it full bloom
In between the sheets, hot make-up sex ensues
For the first time I'm with a woman, and not feeling used
You heal my toxic shame and emotional bruise
A moment in ecstacy, and gone are my blues
But maybe it's just the dope and the booze
Now the hot sex, a prelude to a cozy snooze?
We climax together, yelling, a moment in time
I have an imperfect body, but you don't seem to mind
We talk about disability and sexuality
And sexuality and vulnerability, but sexy!
You say you have learned inclusion on this night
And to express our sexuality, it is our right
'Feel better?', you say as we smuggle
'Now I do, wow!', and we create sticky warmth, under the covers
'See, you just have to trust me okay?', you say
'We didn't do anything wrong, okay?', you say
We fall asleep, well, me only for a couple hours
I don't want to ruin a moment and make it sour
So, I quit while I am a head
I leave your bed, while you smile and sleep, in good stead
But not before pulling the blankets up on you
You move a bit, and in comfort, you stew
I notice your daughter's teddy bear, and place it beside you
Then I kiss you on the cheek, still smelling the girl goo
I tuck you in basically
You moan and smile, and mutter something like 'Sweetheart',
Then I leave.
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Epic rhyming style poem with no fixed syllable format.
Not taking my feelings into account
You did it as a way of rejecting me
Because I'm ugly, and just to be mean
You also changed your relationship status
And your workplace on Facebook, without a fuss
You probably knew it would hurt me
I did see it, and to say you did succeed
But then, you had a moment of remorse
With all of your glamorous girlfriends at the bank
You regretted your snobby discourse
And feelings were hurt, only yourself to thank
Then you decided to add me a friend
Could your snobbishness be coming to an end?
Then you sent me an online private message
Tried to repair, the emotional wreckage
You then tell me to meet you at the bank
To reverse all charges, on the house, pro-Bono
Tonight my social status will climb the ranks
Make me included in your Facebook photos
I arrive there, then you invite me to a party
Where we get stoned and laugh, and play Pictionary
And alcohol flows too, the times are merry
Tonight I'm not a creep, not scary
And you make me feel comfortable and included
I'm now part of your group, and not deluded
You sit on the couch with me and ask if I'm okay,
A prelude to a possible lay?
Then the game ends, you invite me to your room
Bring out my sexuality, make it full bloom
In between the sheets, hot make-up sex ensues
For the first time I'm with a woman, and not feeling used
You heal my toxic shame and emotional bruise
A moment in ecstacy, and gone are my blues
But maybe it's just the dope and the booze
Now the hot sex, a prelude to a cozy snooze?
We climax together, yelling, a moment in time
I have an imperfect body, but you don't seem to mind
We talk about disability and sexuality
And sexuality and vulnerability, but sexy!
You say you have learned inclusion on this night
And to express our sexuality, it is our right
'Feel better?', you say as we smuggle
'Now I do, wow!', and we create sticky warmth, under the covers
'See, you just have to trust me okay?', you say
'We didn't do anything wrong, okay?', you say
We fall asleep, well, me only for a couple hours
I don't want to ruin a moment and make it sour
So, I quit while I am a head
I leave your bed, while you smile and sleep, in good stead
But not before pulling the blankets up on you
You move a bit, and in comfort, you stew
I notice your daughter's teddy bear, and place it beside you
Then I kiss you on the cheek, still smelling the girl goo
I tuck you in basically
You moan and smile, and mutter something like 'Sweetheart',
Then I leave.
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Epic rhyming style poem with no fixed syllable format.
Published 2nd Feb 2017
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