She's afraid she's gonna zeek out
So sick and tired of living alone
I said she could do herself proud
If stopped getting laid to the bone
She said all her dates were from hunger
And nobody wanted to stay for good
She wishes she didn't come on stronger
Was softer and always in a festive mood
That's why she loves being on the blink
And dead soldiers are her pet peeve
About her future she don't raise a stink
She knows how to take & unlearned to give
I bet if she stopped being a hell on wheels
She wouldn't be up the wall
I used to be lonely & know how it feels
Don't worry! You can't win them all
Aram Stefanian
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/zeek-out/
