Tonight's Poet Corner: Coffee Date Gone Wrong

Coffee Date Gone Wrong
by Belinda Roddie

Took a bite of your companionship
and didn't like the taste. You claimed
that if that were the case, then I
shouldn't have tried it in the first place.

Was half-tempted to spill
your cappuccino across your
pretentious knee, but I preferred
to just leave you alone and stranded
on your nice guy ranting spree.

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