I was sitting in a pub. . . NO. It was a club, you were looking good, and you understood, That I would give you my number, and some play, so you walked my way. Then offered me a drink, but I turned and said, NO! Because your breaths stinks. Now, compassionate people think, embarrassed I start to slink, that damn his lips are dark pink, and boy his breath stinks! I don't want to hurt your feelings, but for you, there would be no dealings, drinking all that beer, there would be no dating here! I don't mean to be a snob, but I don't want a slob, I'm trying to be nice, but you should think twice, about drinking so damn much, so that you can be in touch, with your five senses, and just how much you drink, CAUSE DAMN YOUR BREATH STINKS!
Reason for writing:
I was out at a club with my friends. And this GORGEOUS guy walks over to me, and starts a conversation. But while we were talking, I started to smell his bad Breath. So, I tried to be nice, and offer him a stick of gum (without telling him his breath smelled). And he accepted it. But decided to put it in his pocket, Leaving me suffer his pungent breath for ten minutes. (I was just too polite to dis him). So guys, be aware of what it means when a girl gives you a stick of gum. CHEW IT!
Birth sign: Libra
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