Serial Daters Poem by DM W

Serial Daters



They are well groomed but so devious.
Women are their prey; they've no conscience.
They tend to look for painted zombies;
(Types that abound in many a town) .

They try to mimic love's sweet language,
But they end up sounding like parrots.
They boast about driving fancy cars
Because they fall short on other things;
As one can easily imagine.
Those seduced by them must be brain dead!

Friday, May 3, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: satirical
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