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Array ( [sid] => 185171 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Boyfriends Lament [time] => 2018-06-02 21:11:56 [hometext] => His last words, as best I recall them. [bodytext] => Life’s not fair; this can’t be right!
You can’t just throw me out tonight!

What about your credit cards:
You want them back? Are you sure?

Where will I go? How will I live?
What happened to forget, forgive?

Where will I stay, my credit sucks.
Im starting to feel sick..
Can I have a couple bucks;
While I think of it?

Can I take the clothes you bought?
You’ll miss me in the sack.
How will I pay these bills I owe?
Til you come crawling back?

On my own, I have no dough;
I don’t know how to cook!
I gave up everything you know.
I should write a book!

Heres the housekey; heres the fob;
I suppose I’ll need a job.
Heres your phone; Have you a buck?
My girlfriends here to pick me up.

You’ll be sorry wait and see.
Dont you want to marry me?
Youre too old to be engaged;
I need a woman half your age.

I’m not going to change my mind;
I wont be coming back.
Before you throw me out tonight;
Youd better think of that.

You’ve gone crazy, let me guess.
Maybe it is PMS.
Here I go now; out the door;
One last chance for you before....
(Hallaluya! Slam the door!). [comments] => 2 [counter] => 88 [topic] => 52 [informant] => softerware [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => goodbyepoetry )
Boyfriends Lament

Contributed by softerware on Saturday, 2nd June 2018 @ 09:11:56 PM in AEST
Topic: goodbyepoetry



Life’s not fair; this can’t be right!
You can’t just throw me out tonight!

What about your credit cards:
You want them back? Are you sure?

Where will I go? How will I live?
What happened to forget, forgive?

Where will I stay, my credit sucks.
Im starting to feel sick..
Can I have a couple bucks;
While I think of it?

Can I take the clothes you bought?
You’ll miss me in the sack.
How will I pay these bills I owe?
Til you come crawling back?

On my own, I have no dough;
I don’t know how to cook!
I gave up everything you know.
I should write a book!

Heres the housekey; heres the fob;
I suppose I’ll need a job.
Heres your phone; Have you a buck?
My girlfriends here to pick me up.

You’ll be sorry wait and see.
Dont you want to marry me?
Youre too old to be engaged;
I need a woman half your age.

I’m not going to change my mind;
I wont be coming back.
Before you throw me out tonight;
Youd better think of that.

You’ve gone crazy, let me guess.
Maybe it is PMS.
Here I go now; out the door;
One last chance for you before....
(Hallaluya! Slam the door!).




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Re: Boyfriends Lament (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Sunday, 3rd June 2018 @ 04:26:36 AM AEST
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Sounds like a sniveling weasel.
So long sucker.......
Great write!!!

Ain/'/t it nice how others fear for our loss?
I mean, their own.....


Re: Boyfriends Lament (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 3rd June 2018 @ 07:57:54 AM AEST
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but what if,
please consider this,
a marmelade sea,
stuck in time without any wave,
And you carved it out babe,
you cooked it and then stuck
it in the fridge, and then let it
settle.
You left me feeling as though
I was a protein, baby
I was this long and stringy
molecule, that you sweetened
Baby you took me by surprise
and then heated me over.
I/'/m sorry I messed up your
car, she was needing a ride,
nothing went on between us,
it was only sex, I am only
a stringy protein, I have
no job, I need your love.
So go ahead turn me out,
close the door.
I will write you into my first
novel, my first failed love.
I still have your credit card
And I used your health insurance
because my back hurts really bad,
baby, all the nurses said
you should take me back when
I told them what a terrible jerk
I have been.
Anyway I/'/ve changed.
I moved to Orange county
to an artist colony. I/'/m a vegan
and I/'/ve found a great job
harvesting oysters at an oyster
farm.
Just thought you/'/d want to know...

Peace!






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