A pretty girl just sold me chips
And brightened up my day.
Perhaps I should have told her.
Should I go back and say?
“You’ve made my day a better one
By being oh so pretty.
Just seeing you has made the world
Thirteen percent less shitty”.
She probably wouldn’t like it,
She’d be freaked out I think,
But maybe she’d be flattered
And we’d go out for a drink.
Perhaps she’d lean towards me
And she’d kiss me on the lips
And then she’d be my girlfriend
As romance would bloom from chips.
Archive for November 21st, 2008
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