Flavor Of The Week - Poem by Snake Blocker
Texas, West Virginia, Boston, New York,
Mexico, France, Switzerland, Germany, Sweden…
Who will I meet this week?
Who will last?
Who will be strong enough?
Who will put up with me?
Who will be my flavor of the week?
They don't seem to last too long.
Friends say I'm too picky.
They say my standards are too high,
And my expectations are even higher.
To whom much is given, much is required.
So who's next?
Is it you? Are you my flavor of the week?
I need a strong woman,
But one who has the softest of heart for me;
Someone kind and compassionate;
Someone caring and trusting;
Someone loyal and pure.
Behind every great man is a greater woman…
A woman who supports him.
A woman who loves him, even when others reject his ideas;
Even when bills are high and energy is low.
A woman who points out the positive traits.
Someone who doesn't remind him of his failures.
Are you out there my lady?
Are you out there my love?
Are you out there my darling?
Or are you just another slut?
I say again, who will be my flavor of the week?
‘Cause if you're not her…
Stop wasting my time.
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