Saturday, July 6, 2013

Just An Iota (Or Maybe Two)


She read, or intended to eventually 
F. Scott and an assortment of 
Other books by dead sots

                         Drove around in a 
                         Mitsubishi 3000GT
Red to match her hair

                         Imagined herself a Socialite                         
                         Like it was 1924
Living without a single regret

Liked to wear
Clothes to accentuate
Men would stare
Desiring to fornicate
She didn't care
Just wanted to stimulate
Make 'em swear
A laugh that could emasculate
Anyone who'd dare
Ask her on a date

                         I gave it a shot
                         One month
Was all I could manage            
                          
                         Impossible to measure
                         How little it meant


                       

                         


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