They want me out with them
They like it I make them to look good
They say in that rather salesman’s
like pitch
I have a talent for making them look
cool
Been told for so long my purpose in
life is to make others look top notch
The woman flock to engage in chat with
the one with me
But get chat from the side kick instead
In lust and phoney charm she falls in
love
It’s always the same months down the
line
After she falls foul of the shallow
love of the ones cooler than me
She says time and time again it
happens, but thinks I’m good to talk to
She is surprised I have passion
Surprised I know how to touch the parts
other beers can’t reach
She is surprised how deep I feel
She says she can’t understand why she
did not see this in me before
She is keen to get more of me now
But with a knowing smile I express
“It’s good you understand real love
now I do hope it comes your way”
With a nod before
I leave I express my regret
“ But it can’t be me as you made me
the last apple in the barrel”
But its ok that’s how it is for the
never man
©Martin Hickman 2013
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