Treasure Island

Je'free Y .

Happily Married to a Mannequin

Call him weird or genius;
At least, he's happier than us.
She'll be eternally young and pretty
With the most perfect bust.
The ideal lover who can get cut,
But never bleed,
Customized suitably
To cater to his needs.

Call him wacko or imaginative;
At least, he's got an output, a therapy.
She'll be a listener with a heart
In his own reality.
The lover delivered in private
With a lifetime warranty,
Low maintenance, replaceable parts,
One hundred percent reliability.

Call him out-of-the-box thinker;
At least, he is living his dreams.
She'll always compromise, and
Never be argumentative with him.
The lover that can not cheat,
With legs that can not leave;
Every neighbor gets a trip
Outta this gal he'll forever keep.

Submitted: Saturday, December 13, 2008
Edited: Monday, October 11, 2010

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