(stuff And Nonsense) Cautionary Tale: The Sad Story Of Michael, Who Was An Habitual Flirt Poem by Janice Windle

Michael was an awful Flirt;
his charm was legendary – it hurt
his steady girlfriend when she saw
the way he always hoped to score.

One night as Mike was chatting up
a girl called Anna whose bra cup
was thirty-two and double D
his girlfriend told him, “Don’t you see,
if you go on, my plan is this –
I’ll have to shoot you – I won’t miss! ”

But Michael said, “You won’t you know -
I really love you, don’t you know! ”
And carried on to flirt some more.
His girlfriend, feeling very sore
like Cupid, took a bow and arrow,
aimed, shot - and his escape was narrow.

Her shot did not go through his heart,
But rather lower – it did smart!
and now his voice is quite high-pitched -
his girl’s now seeing Anna – “B**ch! ”
says Michael, “How on earth was I
to know that both the girls were bi? ”

Moral: A b**ch in the hand is worth two birds in each other’s bushes