First Date Too Late
Our first date was late
He had made me wait
I dressed to the nines
but my clothes were not refined
my sandals were made of plastic
and anything but fantastic
and my pants were very white
and sadly a bit too tight
As we headed down the walk
my sandals started to balk
so I stuttered in my gate
but alas it was too late
As I teetered on the edge
I foresaw the pending ledge
where my dignity and grace
would leave without a trace
Save the green smear on my caboose
and the strap that had gotten loose
no real damage was physically done
but Oh yes- he did run!
Never to return again
to anything but friends
and the misery of that first date ...
on my ego does forever grate
The End
For First date contest 1-16-2018 Brenda Chiri ( but not submitted as it is not a sonnet)
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