A friend of
mine dated a loser,
Who abused
her every self-doubt…
Trusting,
she pledged commitment,
To a guy who
daily skipped out.
He was often
late for dinner,
Smelling of
strange perfumes…
He lost his
cell phone and wallet
Along with
honesty in motel rooms.
He was a
sexual addict,
Needing
validation upon demand…
His
discarded women and doctors,
Needed
tweezers but never a hand.
All his
delusional conquests,
Failed
himself most of all…
It’s impossible
to rule the world,
When your
penis is too small.
Every
employee in Carmel by the Sea
Knows who I
Am talking about
Not a victim
but an ignorant player
You are an
ass hole, I shout.
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