I guess that’s how it goes

Here’s one for no reason in particular.

I am seeing a few people post poems that they wrote ‘a year or two back’ so I thought, by way of contrast, I’d post something that I wrote ‘about two minutes ago’. The lack of editing probably shows.

It’s about unfulfilled love, which is a sort of favourite theme of mine – sometimes there is something more beautiful about a love that never happens than one that actually does.

I seem to recall that The Rolling Stones had a bit of success with something that started in a similar fashion, some years back. I will pass some of the royalties from mine on to them in acknowledgment.


Never mind my satisfaction

I can’t get me no romance

My love life’s seen no action

It’s a tragic circumstance

There was no lacking of attraction

From the very first dance

But I couldn’t get no traction

I won’t get no second chance


The girl was kind of pretty

Kind of heavy round the hips

With greenish sort of eyes

And pinkish sort of lips

Her voice was like a trumpet

And she smelt like fish and chips

I was blinded by her beauty

She was some sort of eclipse


I asked her if she liked me

She said I was OK

I asked her if she’d kiss me

And she said, “No. Not today.”

I loved her, and I told her

But it was not the thing to say

I yearned so much to hold her

But alas. She got away


She was attracted to another

And upon that fateful night

They were like sister and brother

It was love at their first sight

I thought that they might just be friends

But I was lacking in foresight

He said they were a perfect match

She said that he was right


She looked at him so sweetly

She gave a pretty pose

He looked back at her lustfully

His eyes took off her clothes

I asked him not to date her

Then he punched me in the nose

She was pregnant two days later

I guess that’s how it goes


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