BLIND DATE

Well, she wasn’t as I expected
She sounded real cool on the ‘phone
A purr that got me excited
Putting gristle in my bone

The image she had projected
Was dark, pretty and slim
What I saw was pretty neglected
And certainly needed a trim

A bad odour I had detected
I looked around for a spray
I was deeply affected
Had to leave this bird of prey

I had stamped her ‘Rejected’
Said she wasn’t my type
She swore at me and objected
As I ducked from a vicious swipe

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