A poem about how I fell for a girl |
I'm waiting for the fog to lift, it really is quite thick. I trip over the curb and fall right into this chick. I accidentally grab her breast as I try to break my fall. She smacks me hard against my head, she doesn't understand at all I find out she's the village witch, she even has the hat and broom. Needless to say when I find this out, I feel a sense of doom. I apologized profusely for grabbing at her chest. Now that I look at her, I'm sorry I didn't grab the rest. I take a chance and ask her out for a nice dinner. I want her to realize I really am a winner. There will be no hocus pocus or any kind of trick. She says that if I try anything she will make me sick. They say I have the 6th sense on how to make people laugh, so I start telling her the funniest puns on my behalf. After she's done laughing, she says she is in love. Then she puts her arms out and gives me a playful shove. As I go flying backwards, my feet go flying up, I accidentally kick her, right in her D cup. My shoe rips off both her shirt and bra, I feel like a louse. This wasn't the way I wanted to see what lies beneath her blouse. |