Bad Boys - Poem by David Burnside
Do women really like bad boys? Is this true?
I've heard them say it. I've seen it too.
Well I can be bad. Bad in every way.
Infact I left my house yesterday, and didn't even shave.
I wont call you. I can act like a kid.
I can brush my teeth and leave off the lid.
Remember once, I bought meat with a bad experation date.
Can even recall returning a movie two days late.
When I have a headache. Don't just take two. Nope, I take three.
And tonight. I'm not even watching Greys Anatomy.
I told you I could be bad. Bad in every way.
I didn't even wear my seatbelt today.
No kissing, no cuddling. I can roll over and leave you alone.
So hear I am ladies. The new me. Bad to the bone.
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