Played Out

by ReBecca   Dec 11, 2004


“Played Out”

You saw me across the street.
Now you’re jockin’.
Don’t you know,
these boots ain’t knockin’?

Show a little effort,
try some game.
I’m worth it,
but I’m not impressed with your name.

Have a little class,
and try some style.
You’re cheesy come on’s
belong in the 80’s file.

You’re getting nowhere.
I’m not impressed…
-and have you looked-
at the way you’re dressed?

Now come on!!
I’m usually not mean!
But your pants are brighter,
than the north stars beam!

It’s not your looks,
I mean… not all.
I don’t’ want to hurt you,
but sweetie, I probably won’t call.

Written by:
ReBecca Sanchez

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  • 18 years ago

    by undying blusher

    That is funny, nicely done. :)

    xxx

  • 19 years ago

    by Natalie84

    BTW I gave it a 5...

  • 19 years ago

    by Natalie84

    Ha....that was so cute!! If half the people I gave fake numbers to saw me i'd probably die....lol....Very good poem!!! Keep it up and take care...

  • 19 years ago

    by Ashlee Nicole

    LMAO I love it! hahah It's so funny...that is my new fave funny poem!