I went out with the Russian guy,
he told me he was rich.
I went out with the bartender
but all he did was bitch.
I went out with the thespian,
his name was Thakery,
but he became a lesbian
and he looks better than me.
I dated the lonely poet, and
he promised he would pay
tomorrow if I could just stick
around for one more day.
I wish that Walter was well groomed,
and this I must confess,
I wish that Howard had more hair
and Lou a little less.
I had dinner with the dancer,
I had drinks with the drunk,
I stayed out all night with the smoker
and played music with the punk.
I’ve been diving with David
and snorkeling with Stan.
I play tennis with Timothy
and lose chess games to Chan.
Andy was an airline pilot,
Matt was a musician.
Justin was a big ol’ jerk and
Philip a physician.
So many lines that it would take
before my list was done.
So many lips I could mistake,
but I have loved just one.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
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2 comments:
Hot Autumn,
Lets hope it stays at just one for a long, long time, maybe forever.
That was awesome. I came across this by googling rhyming haiku, btw.
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