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Choices
 
I understand itís very hard to choose
among the women that you could be dating;
but in the end what have you got to lose
 
by asking me? I doubt I would refuse;
Iím unattached, kind and keen on baking.
I understand itís very hard to choose
 
between the sirens pictured as you cruise
the internet but most of them are faking.
So in the end what have you got to lose
 
by picking up on all the little clues
that I am sending. Iím here and waiting
to see if you can bring yourself to choose
 
from all the cyber women, one whose views
are hers alone? Thereís virtue in restating;
that in the end what have you got to lose
 
by going out to dinner and creating
sexual frisson fuelled by food and booze?
I understand itís very hard to choose,
but choosing me what do you have to lose?

Lucinda Kowol

If you have any thoughts on this poem,  
Lucinda Kowol   would be pleased to hear them.

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