Unspoken Proposal
The one thing I want and will never get,
Is a question you’ll ask without regret.
It comes with something special, inside a small box,
Not g-strings or your smelly socks.
Every week after every event, I still want it and haven’t got it.
But what’s new you think few, again and again always the same.
I’m not sorry and I’m not plain, open your eyes and don’t complain.
Realise I’m your soul mate, Isn’t that great.
No need to hunt, for another cunt.
You tell me your not ready, but baby it’s just like going steady.
You’re a catch, because we’re a match.
Two years in, with three kin.
Together till we’re old and grey, we don’t always need something to say.
So ask me quick, because I never want to give you the flick.
I’ll always want it, maybe I’ll get it.
Hint, hint, nudge, nudge, Mit do you get it???
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