the Bill

Well just something stupid on a saturday :)

Imagine to my great consternation
when mi amour sent me a huge bill
these were for expenses incurred
lost dates,fights,the anti-depressant pills

When confronted about this abomination
she said that I must pay the price
For a relationship with no intentions
to persons single a costly vice

She was charging me with expenses
and what she termed as wicked pretense
that I toyed around with her feelings
fleeing the moment that it got intense

Well I do admit that I was never serious
This wouldn't even qualify as romance
Just gave into the usual human weakness
A typical male - a nuisance

I assured her that I had learnt my lesson
In future I promised to behave
But alas, the truth only left me single
I went so lonely to my grave!

The End

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