When I had to but didn’t
when I want to but can’t
when I should be but won’t
I will disappoint, upset and bore
scare, shudder, expel
I will make the perfect match fail
When the one you like most
makes you stumble, stutter and falter
leave, hide, lie and disappear
How can evolution progress
when the only cool is
in the presence of the undesired
But don’t be sad
I’m not the only one
who deserves the Darwin award.
© 2003-2005 Douwe Monsma