I think its the one year anniversary of having a very disappointing no-show. So as she didn't turn up, I had some time on my hands and wrote this. Sympathy for Lex.
It seems a while since you made me smile
You’ve made me curse you’ve made me swear
Gnash my teeth and pull out my hair
It makes me frown, it makes me sad
To think of the fun we could’ve had
I pace the floor and climb the walls
Eagerly waiting for your calls
But the clock shows now its after ten,
I realise its a no-show again
I won’t warm to your mischievous grin
I won’t caress your sublime skin
Won’t cup your boobs and suck your nips
Can’t kiss your soft seductive lips
I won’t feel my cock licked by your tongue
Or use my teeth to remove your thong
Won’t hold you tight and squeeze your bum
Go between your legs to make you cum
I won’t kiss your back all down your spine
Stick my tongue where the sun don’t shine
Can’t watch you ride me with savage grace
Coz you’re not here, there’s not a trace
Cant look across, as you just say “Hi”
Coz again you’ve left me high and dry
Snubbed and ignored it’s such an ordeal
What’s the opposite of LOL? That’s how I feel
And it seems a while since you made me smile...
I read a little ditty from Lex,
Who did well to hide his vex,
A no show from a punt well planned,
No future bookings, she’s been canned.
What will Lex do now,
Count to ten, recite how now brown cow,
No, he’s made of sterner stuff,
Buy a new shirt, iron the cuff.
Pick up the phone, ring the next one,
Plenty of nice escorts, VFM for a ton.
With his technique and good feedback,
He’ll no doubt get back on track,
There’s Louise, Rebecca and WOB,
Hey, what you waiting for, try all three,
If I’ve missed anyone send a text,
If they're no shows, you’ll be next.
As a fellow punter who can sympathise,
I hear your hurt and your cries,
A no show is a pain and a waste of time,
I’m running out of words to rhyme.
So ‘ill end this ode with the no more said,
And wish you well, i’m off the bed.