Expectations: (I’m like Shel Silverstein and shit)

Posted by Carissa Jade in Poetry, Shmoetry- I rhymed! on 08 28th, 2009 | 4 Comments

I’ve got no expectations-

when going out with guys.

No hopes that they will pay for me

or use polite replies.


I never think I’ll meet a man

who opens up the door

Who speaks with wit about sensible things

or one that’s not a bore.


I’ve never dreamt of princely men

upon a horse of white.

Or ones who keep the house real clean

Or share the covers at night.


I’ve never hoped with longing

for men with fortune or with fame

It doesn’t matter what they have-

These boys are all the same.


I have few expectations-

Just one to entertain…

I just can’t seem to find him-

A man who has a brain.

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