A Polite Refusal - Poem by Edwina Reizer
When you think there cannot be
anyone for you, then why not me?
I am reputable, firm and kind.
I'm not a bad looker you will find.
I never overstep my bounds,
neither do I make the rounds.
I'm happy to indulge a glass of wine
but only when I'm about to dine.
I keep myself content with sport.
I'm one that's never been to court.
I polish my shoes 'til they do shine.
I'm sure you'd be happy if you were mine.
Dear Sir, 'tis quite a resume
and I'm sure that you will find a way
to enchant someone to be your wife
and live an uncomplicated life.
As for me I cannot conceive
of a life with you for I do believe
I'd die of boredom within a week
from listening to your prattle when you speak.
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