Saturday, April 5, 2014

Bad Poetry

I'm warning you, I have been sick with a sinus infection that wasn't too bad.  My daughter came back from a trip out to Colorado with some kind of chest cold that sounded bad but she drank lots of liquids and we thought everything was going to be okay.  In the mean time I took a little trip with my friend Penny down to Williamsburg for a couple of days and when I got back last Sunday the "sickness" hunkered down and grabbed on to my throat like a frigging lioness trying to feed a family of four.  My daughter and I have both been fighting off bronchitis and praying it would not become pneumonia.  I have been miserable at best.  Yesterday, I ventured out for what was meant to be a nice first date with a new friend and what happened has really only begun to sink in to my cold medicine jangled head today.  Instead of ranting and naming names, which is what I would bloody well like to do, I will now write a very bad poem on the subject of being single at the age of 50 years and 10.4 months (give or take). ahem......cough



Online Dating Sucks

it sucks because no matter how far you go
there you are
if you are only legally separated and not yet
divorced your wife's sister
could be sitting in the next booth
at the pizza parlor
it sucks because no matter how nice you are
you are still stupid
if you knew how far it was in order to drive to my
house when you left to meet me for the first date
then telling me that you really like me
but I just live too far away from you to make
it work is the same as telling me that you will
call me, but you don't
it sucks because no matter how good looking you are
you still have to open your mouth
it is possible that I don't want to hear that you promised to
dance in your underwear for the hot chicks at the bar last night.


Thank you for listening.....
have a good night