He picked her up at 6:38
The ‘detour’ made him late
His car stopped three streets short
The tank was ‘missing’ a whole quart.
There was no reservation
The dingy dinner was their ‘salvation’
The waiter dropped their platter
It ‘accidentally’ hit her with a splatter.
They decided to walk through the park
That kid’s snowball ‘missed’ its mark
Starting the long trek back
An old man ‘didn’t mean’ to cough on her with a hack.
Once they reached her house
She ‘totally’ was as quiet as a mouse
They’re never going on another date
They think they’re a match dissuaded by ‘fate.’
My plan worked out great
How could he think that I’d ‘let’ him date
He didn’t even detect
My plan went perfect.
The ‘detour’ made him late
His car stopped three streets short
The tank was ‘missing’ a whole quart.
There was no reservation
The dingy dinner was their ‘salvation’
The waiter dropped their platter
It ‘accidentally’ hit her with a splatter.
They decided to walk through the park
That kid’s snowball ‘missed’ its mark
Starting the long trek back
An old man ‘didn’t mean’ to cough on her with a hack.
Once they reached her house
She ‘totally’ was as quiet as a mouse
They’re never going on another date
They think they’re a match dissuaded by ‘fate.’
My plan worked out great
How could he think that I’d ‘let’ him date
He didn’t even detect
My plan went perfect.
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Reid
Apr 14, 2017
19kowaju, first, welcome to Young Writers Project! We're so glad you joined us! This piece made me laugh out loud -- the snowball that misses its mark and the dropped platter that hits her with a splatter. Such detail! Such mayhem! But there's mystery here too. The sinister narrator is... his mom? a spurned ex-girlfriend? Great work! This one's headed to the Rutland Herald for May 4.