Twas was a nice sunny day,
And on my bed I lay,
Thinking about what to wear later tonight,
While in the recess of my mind, I was dying of fright.
I decided to go with my boyish rogue looks,
Maybe I could charm my way into her good books,
Decidedly, twas all I could do and say,
Admittedly, All I was looking for was a good lay.
Finally, I was done but I wondered,
About my last date which ended in asunder,
Soon enough, I ended up in a turmoil,
And into my inner shell, I seem to recoil.
Not a lot can be said about my confidence,
When my shivering was too much of an evidence,
Finally, I left home to meet my date,
Praying to God that I was not late.