Im a hopeless romantic,i know it so let it be Buying roses,chocolates,ultra sensitive condoms and all types of jewellery Get a whiff of her perfume,then im smitten Hoping for cuddles and kisses without getting bitten She awaits me at the resturant table,her beauty illuminated by a nearby lamp But after snowballing coke for three days,i arrive dressed like a tramp. Her thinly veiled anger i find quite charming But the way she assaults me is severely alarming Men will never understand women and the rules of attraction I ponder this to myself,while in hospital bound up in traction.
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Bravo...A hopeless romantic...only an Irish rogue would get away with it... and it looks like you got out alive, lived to tell the tale.
Thank you for sharing...really enjoyd reading
Martina xxx