Blind Date
I’m idling at the stop light, irate at the delay.
Though your chatter is innocuous, my nerves begin to fray.
As I gun the engine, the car leaps from the ground.
Is there a single subject on which you won’t expound?
Every single statement hits another nerve
as the tires chew the road up and navigate the curve.
I finally reach your neighborhood and my spirits soar.
We say good night and I am gone before you reach your door.
As blind dates go, this was the worse. For sure, there’ll be no other.
Never again will I accept a line-up by my mother!
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
Must be really bad.
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Lol Blind date set up by mom! Good heavens!!
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My mother never dared.
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Wise woman!
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HA! Great succinct rhyme.
FYI: My mother fixed me up once, ages ago (just before I got out of high school), with a girl who, less than a year later, joined a convent & spent the balance of her life as a nun.
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Was any of that your fault, Ron???
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This is funny!
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How little our mothers know us!
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One of the best, and funniest. Succinct but captures the agony!!! Hahaha. Been there, done rhat
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In reality, I have never had a blind date in my life…
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Hahahaha. Love this.
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