FATHER WAS ENOUGH.

A GIRL AND HER MEN AND FATHER.

Your father was enough
To put you off men for
Life, but he didn’t, some
How you manage to get

Over that and still see
Something worth perusing
In that gender, although it
Took a while to get by the

Jackasses who seemed to
Be your father’s clones,
With his kind of outlook
And his type of moans,

And his odd expressions,
But now and again, some
Guy turns up and you date
Him and wait for the bad

Points to show or the hands
All over you kind of thing,
But some surprise you and
Keep it clean and show you

Respect and pay their way
And never tell those smutty
Jokes or have those pokes
Or make suggestions of the

Let’s get to bed and have
Sex kind, but those guys
Are rare and even then there
Is something not quite right,

Some aspect about the way
They stand or stare or speak
Or talk of their mothers or
Their former lovers or the

Odd girls they nearly wed,
But didn’t. Your father was
Enough to put you off men
For life, but you always find

Something beyond his failure
And weakness and dull eyed
Stare and wicked ways, some
Guys who last a date or two

Or maybe make it to a month
Or so, until some little oddity
Or weakness or dark side shows,
And then you dump them and go

Find another, until, maybe, some
Day you’ll give up, and marry a
Loser and bad guy like your mother.