Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Dyme ( A poem written for the international fellowship of poets and spoken word artists)



I left the club with a dyme
woke up to a penny
Maybe it would have been better not to have gotten any
Left the club with her at night all was alright
The beer goggles had me seeing 20/20, so I thought
A bad lesson learned which was taught
Man...after a couple of shots
I was seeing 10/2
Make you see things which aren't there
Do things you normally would not do
But the jokes on me, not you
Woke up in the morning not having a clue
who I was lying next to
Her eyes are brown, but the contacts were blue
Everything was fake, including her hair do
I thought I was laying with a buttercup, she looked like a do nut
Last night her boobs were perky, but in the morning sagging
Now the make up was off she looked like Bob Sagot
Her ass was padded undies which lied on the floor
After seeing this, I could no longer take anymore
I put my close on quietly and reached for the door
Saying next weekend I will be more careful, won't do this anymore
no more alcoholic binges for me, but
that next Saturday came
back at taking home a dyme who became a penny
once again


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