SATIRE: Bad Date II
I once met a guy at a bar,
Who looked like a movie star.
His hair was quite shiny,
But not too, too, shiny,
And he told me he played guitar.
A quick twenty minutes went by,
And he put a hand on my thigh.
“I go to Brown,
But this week I’m in town!
Let’s get together sometime!”
So we kept on talking,
And talking, and talking,
And I asked what he does for fun.
“I’m an entrepreneur; and quite a good one!”
But what he said next was shocking.
“Anything else you would like to relate?”
I had to go home; it was getting quite late.
Without a moment to think,
He said, “I’m into kink.”
And that was the end of our date.