Humor, Love, Miscellaneous, Poetry

Clueless

Paul Sunstone

I adore you, Toots.
Your breasts are lovely,
So’s your butt.
What more do you want
Me to admit?

I’m dark and handsome,
Strong and rich.
If I didn’t love you,
I’d be with someone else, right?

What’s all this
About needing romance?

Is that some kind of criticism?

I thought I gave you some romance
Last May, a box of chocolates.
Don’t tell me they’re all gone.
This is only September!

You’re leaving me? Really?
What for? I said I love you.

Fine! Try to do better!
Just try.

You’ll be back.

Good men are hard to find.

Published by Paul Sunstone

I live along the Front Range of the Rockies, near Cheyenne Mountain, and blog at Cafe Philos. Check out my friend's sites too!

4 thoughts on “Clueless”

  1. Toots apparently never heard that “a good man is hard to find, but a hard man is good to find” (I think that quote originated with Mae West, which is probably a little before Toots’s time).

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