I was drinking a beer
when she came along,
minding my own business
when my ding went dong
She said “I want a man like you”
With my brains in my balls,
i forgot to ask why
Instead, found myself by way of comply
Five days, ‘hundred times later,
i didn’t have a clue
when she dropped three bombs,
“I LOVE YOU!”
So i said “Woman, GET REAL”
My head invited my brain back
and i was out the door
A bottle of Jack’s later,
safely passed out on my floor
Love hurley birley mad whirlie words
You give me the hurley birley whirlies
with your love-mad words
Hurley birley whirlies with your mad-love words
One was standing on the corner
when i came her way,
reached for my wallet,
saying “It’s safer to pay”.
After an awful break-up, i had a rare day with humour (not chauvinism) which poked fun at relationships with this poem. If you found this funny, check out my short comedy about Georgie Bumwheel who gets drunk, dies and goes to heaven…and hell.
