My boyfriend

Who is my boyfriend?
That handsome guy,
He stays so close to me
And tells me lie.

He calls me twice a day,
But meets me once a week,
He has an own way,
But this way not with me.

He presents me one rose,
When wants to have a sex,
Then kisses me in nose
And leaves me for the next.

Forgets about my Birthdays,
His sight catches every skirt.
Who tells me he’s my boyfriend?
He is stupid idiot!


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When he is in a trouble,
He calls me again,
I make his problems double,
Because he is a real man!
At least he can think so,
But me, and I just go
For a dream I still believe in.

Татьяна Пименова Поэтесса82   07.06.2005 14:12     Заявить о нарушении
She is crying and smelling his t-shirt.
How can she be worrying?
He is a stupid idiot and he’s boring!
He’s gone just for another one.
Forget that handsome guy!
Don’t cry! Don’t cry!

Татьяна Пименова Поэтесса82   07.06.2005 14:18   Заявить о нарушении