Have a date
Tonight, I have a date;
This "She" is another,
Can she be different?
Poor me, I am victim
Of smile on my face
And the way I converse!
Many ask for my name
Telephone and address
Exactly as was the…
Phone rang, showed "Private"
Not showing the number.
Normally reject them
But somehow did answer.
"Is that you? " used my name
I confirmed…
"This is me, the Katie, "
She said and gave reference
To when, where we had met.
Later she, sent me text
In it gave me number
We agreed, then after
To meet up for a date.
I feel sad, if not mad
With the way I handle
The brains of women;
Since hearts are broken
If not dead and shattered!
In dream they give me
Personage, character
Like making snowman
In middle of summer
Thoughtlessly, one sided.
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