Another First Date Poem by Charles Hancock

On a night the moon was aglow
My curiosity peaked and I had to know
What could I do to win her hand

To terminate my lonely remand
Some find love, others quicksand
How I wonder what my fate will be

Should I buy her a Long Island Iced Tea
Or Japanese wine from a plum tree
Hope she has an appetite for seafood

Maybe she'll prefer chicken... barbequed
Wishing my apprehension would elude
She's wearing jeans and a Las Vegas Tshirt

The tight fit made certain areas pert
Forgetting myself, I gawked like a pervert
I asked where she wanted to eat

She was in the mood for crabmeat
There's a great place right up the street
So we ate and consumed a few libations

Events of the evening whetted my expectations
And inflamed my teenage-boy-like infatuations
Proclaiming 'Night Moves' to be her favorite song

Her second choice was 'Bang A Gong'
Connotations were ever so strong
Details of the remainder of evening, I'll forgo