I am clueless!

I have no idea why

You would go out with me.

Our first date will be our last

Though I do wish this

Were not the case.

So, instead I am clueless.

I'll spend a fortune on the meal,

Glass or two of wine, escargot

A simple lunch

In the middle of the day.

You rarely call me,

We never write.

In fact this is the first

Poem I have written to you.

I am clueless as to why

You would entertain the thought

Of a date with me.

It always remains a mystery.

04/18/2005

Author's Note: To blind, first dates.... I call them "One date wonders".... I have one date and then wonder what the hell happened.....

Posted on 03/15/2007
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