Ms.Pretty Face

Oh yay
Another date
Dress real nice
To see her face

The phone is her life
And the glass in her hand
Why did I bother
To make any plans

Oh wait
Another selfie before our meal
Jesus Christ
Is she even real?

So what do you like
to do for fun?
Oh you know
The beach
Or wine
I also like country music
It’s like literally
the best
All the time

Excuse me mam
Can I have another
Already gave up
I don’t really care

Dear god
Why again
Another chick
With zero

I sip my last brew
it’s time to leave
shes so busy
still reading her feed

Ill pay the bill
And walk out real slow
She’ll definitely notice
or maybe she won’t?

Walk by the window
she’s still sits
Eyes glued to the phone
Like I disappearing trick

I start to think
on the way home
shes a pretty face meh
but nothing more

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