A good argument for celibacy.
Our love affair had such promise
We were to have a romantic rendezvous
I would drive across the breadth of the state
My excitement would carry me through
But suddenly the plans were changed
And so a compromise was due
And so we decided to meet in a city park
Such as many lovers do
Inside the park was a parking lot
And so a date was made
We were to meet inside the parking lot
What more romantic a place
Pull up into the parking lot
And examine our license plates
What fun we would have in the parking lot
As we would entwine our fates
Anxiously I would wait to meet him
While inhaling the rich perfumes.
Not of flowers, trees, or the sea
But rather the sweet smell of fumes.