The Heart-Breaker

((I dedicate this poem to my cousin Mike. God bless him, because he's family, but he's gonna get killed one of these days. -Laughter.-))

I am really cool and suave,
As hot as hot can be,
Looking good in even mauve.
A sight for all to see.

I flirt without remorse,
I have no heart and soul.
They can't resist my force,
Seeing love where there's only null.

I am the heart-breaker,
I am not a good person.
I lead the ladies on,
And then I leave them cursing.

If you ask my old girl Megan,
What I came and did,
She'll slap you and shriek,
"He broke my heart and hid!"

I am the heart-breaker,
I am not a good person.
I lead the ladies on,
And then I leave them cursing.

If I went and saw Crystal,
She'd probably act like a killer.
She'd probably draw a pistol,
Because I went and used her.

I am the heart-breaker,
I am not a good person.
I lead the ladies on,
And then I leave them cursing.

If you went and asked Sydney,
What with her I used to do,
She'd probably stab your kidney,
And say "You can die with him too!"

I am the heart-breaker,
I am not a good person.
I lead the ladies on,
And then I leave them cursing.

I know one day, I'll get my due,
When one of them removes my "parts".
But I'll know I beat them, I simply knew,
That I had still broken their hearts.

I am the heart-breaker,
I am not a good person.
I lead the ladies on,
And then I leave them cursing.