Wine and dine her

She’s digging your melodies

Flatter and humour her

Take her back to the sixties

She’s not the only one. She knows.

She is well aware of your abilities

But go on, compliment her clothes

And boast about your ‘amenities’

She’s gotten used to the pros

And these are your specialties

Go on, hand her a red rose

And talk about love and its fallacies

Go on, grant her quick repose

And give her all the remedies

Because after all this, granted, you will expose

Your true intentions…and then you shall be enemies.

This was written by Nana, you can find the post (linked to her tumblr) below



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