Part 2
I was so lonely before you came in
To my life, spent online having a chat:
Searching for girls who were nice and slim.
All my past girlfriends have been awfully fat.
I love the way you don't have spots.
Do you clean your skin with peroxide bleach?
You should take me around the shops.
We can buy a family size bottle each.
My mother likes you too, you know.
She says a great housewife you will make.
She's urged me never to let you go.
''Propose to her soon, for goodness sake!''
She knows my past record with girls is dire
They've always dumped me very quickly.
But Cindy, how much I really admire
The way you put up with my repartee.
RATINGS BREAKDOWN
POST A COMMENT
Wanna say something? Make yourself heard!
We reserve the right to delete spam, flames, or other nasty stuff.
10 COMMENTS ABOUT THIS STORY RSS
THE GOODS
You're currently reading a chapter in the story
The worst love poem ever written. This chapter
was posted on September 12, 2008 by
Tasha_Noble.
This is a collaborative story.
STORY CATEGORIES
