Is it possible to have substance,
Without a blend of content meant in it...
Intended?
And who decides what that content is,
With a proving substance exist?
And if one craves to feed an appetite,
Who is to say a substitute is equal?
Especially if one proposes with hints,
Something cheap and reasonable...
Would not be beyond what they can pay.
'You're asking 'me' to borrow twenty dollars? '
~Yes.~
'But...
Didn't you invite me out for dinner and cocktails? '
~Dinner and a cocktail.
Not 'cocktails'.
I am on a budget.~
'What about the movie? '
~That's why I am asking to borrow twenty dollars.
I don't want to offend you, but...
It has been a long long time,
Since you could pass for under twelve.~
'What am I going to do with you? '
~Hopefully sit next to me as we enjoy the movie.~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem