By Richard Wallace
How do you like me so far?
Do I meet your expectations?
Most of them?
Did I smile enough?
Did I listen enough?
How do you like me so far?
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How do you feel about me so far?
Was my dress all right?
Not too tight around my bottom?
Did my figure suit your notions?
Sorry, I don’t have a push up bra.
How do you feel about me so far?
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Do you think you’ll want to see me again?
I hope so, but I’m not so sure myself.
Nothing personal of course.
Do I want to go down this road again?
The rule of three has worn a little thin.
Do you think you’ll want to see me again?
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So, you say you like me.
I can see anticipation in your eyes.
Is it me you care about?
This is our third date.
Is this where I am supposed to say
your place or mine?
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So, how do you like me…so far?
By Henri-Jean Guillaume Martin
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Again, you’ve caught it Richard.
Being old has its advantages, one of them being – it’s so good not to bother about all that stuff!
To quote John Lennon in ‘Borrowed Time’……………..
“Does she really love me
All that crap
But now I don’t bother about that shit no more
I know she loves me
All I gotta bother about is standing up”
Bernie\bell…I love to hear from you. Right…How do you like me so far. That was written with a special friend in mind and I couldn’t help but think what a dreadful waste of energy…but then she isn’t 75. Have a great day and thank you….Richard