Wednesday, October 1, 2014

The Deal Breaker

There are some fights that I won’t pick with you
   And many lines that I will let you cross.
Frankly, there’s not a whole lot you can do
   To make me lecture you like I’m your boss.
You can be messy and I’ll clean up after.
   You can complain; I’ll always be your ear.
You can be all depressed; I’ll choke my laughter.
   You can be AA and I’ll give up beer.
You can love cheesy novels; I’ll write tripe.
   You can have head lice; I’ll be your shampoo.
You can do opium; I’ll light the pipe.
   You can kick babies; I’ll lend you my shoe.
      But I will gladly kiss goodbye to Cupid
      If you just once treat waiters like they’re stupid.


Copyright 2014 Matthew J Wells


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