He said she had a few good years left
At 36, she hoped so.
He joked at trading her in
For a 23 year old virgin
She thought - "He ain't all that"

He started to pick her apart
Mentioned cottage cheese thighs, wide hips.
While driving one day, he reached over,
And plucked a chin hair that was too long
Told her how much he loved her
How perfect she was, how beautiful.

She started to think him crazy, controlling
And told him so.
He said she went to too many
Twelve step programs, he was just kidding
He brought her ice cream, unannounced, at work
Mentioned he would like her to
Have his babies

He just didn't get it
Thought a large d*ck
Was every woman's dream
Like cotton candy to a kid
Like a 25 cent gumball ring
Like a top prize in a box of cracker jack

After two months she said
Enough is enough
He said she had a multitude
Of confusing feelings, bad choices
Wondered who would be next on the
"He isn't perfect enough for me" list

She left the thought unanswered
Like his email messages that
Accused her of being an emotional wreck

And then she remembered...
Once she had a dream of him masturbating
In a crowd, all the while
Spraying water on himself
It must have been an omen, a sign.

Now she had planted a
Clear picture in her mind
In it he waved his d*ck
Like a banner
In her mind she silently
Mouthed the words goodbye

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