Poem -

Expensive Date

I made a mistake when I asked the wrong lady for a date.
I never knew that a man could end up feeling such hate.
She has expensive tastes and you won't believe how much our date set me back.
We went to a five star restaurant and the bill nearly made me have a heart attack.
I couldn't believe what I saw when I got the bill.
I puked all over the waiter because I became ill.
When this woman goes on dates, she expects to be treated like a queen.
She wouldn't go out with me in my car, she made me rent a limousine.
We went to see a movie and she made me buy her a ton of coke, popcorn and candy.
I was so angry that it made me wish that I had a gun handy.
She asked when did I want a second date and I said when Hell freezes over.
I would have to be soused to the gills, I will never date her again if I'm sober.
I want nothing else to do with that woman, I'd rather have lice.
If you're thinking about asking her out, you'd better think twice.  
 

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