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She came around

wearing a pink miniskirt

and bright red lipstick

that reeked sexiness

She told me all about

her boyfriend of 5 years

and what a disappointment

he’s become and that

she’s looking for a real man

but doesn’t know where to start

so I tell her

in a low voice

that I ain’t

the one

she’s looking for—

to be totally flabbergasted

when she says

she knows that already

and doesn’t want me at all

and never has

I look at her firm tits

and tight ass

and “Bitch!” is the first word

that comes to mind

but I bite my tongue

to keep it from expressing itself

tis a shame

I think

and her blue eyes

contradict her convictions

but I let it pass

for better or worse

It ain’t the time

or the place

for anything to happen

I watch her tight ass

swaying toward the door

and she turns to me

and says “Thank you.”

Though God only knows
what the Hell

she’s thanking me for.