Fate
The first date
He couldn't wait
To mate
Not procreate
But sate
Now she's late
He hates
The rate
Growth generates
Her belly emanates
Baby evacuates
Don't Commiserate
His Mood elevates
He recreates
That first date
And the first mate
Fate
Apr 21, 2013
Procreate
About This Poem
Last Few Words: Boris Becker and 5 minutes in the broom cupboard with the waitress!
Review Request Direction:
What did you think of my title?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Frenchf
Procreate, well I usually say here that I never did but I was married at the time so I suppose it was ok, lol.
Loved the stories in one part of the Bible where it seemed a free for all and many were begating this, that, and another, lol.
Now from your write there is a kind of person that inhabits the world that has one thing on his mind,
Oh well being of that sex I suppose I must accept some of your words,
Damn I was just going to bed, now I feel it a sin or not good, so I will go to my cave and contemplate my Navel, Yours Ian.T
hello ff
Backer was one of the best tennis players, but he lately had scandles and complicated issues with women hadn't he?
Loved the write but two tiny things irritate:
* the repetition of the word "fate"
I think one of them can do
** thought the over use of the same ending sound is weakening the writing but may be it's only me
i think both were ignorant
the gal more than the guy
guys don't like .........................condoms
but if women don't too
then who will you ................... condem((((((n
tell the whole world too
that's why I profess
all women to carry a gross
when will an opportunity comes
heaven knows