Poems ✍️

A bachelor, without a mate
had tried to find himself a date.
At last, when nothing went his way
he closed his eyes, began to pray.
And see, the Lord took instant pity
on this young fellow from the city.
The date he promised him was blind
though, when you're lonely, you don't mind
he heard the name, it was Sweetlips
and visualised round boobs and hips,
at last he'd get himself a dish.
The date turned out to be a fish.