This pretty girl has style and flair, <br />Will she invite me to her lair? <br />I swear there's something in the air. <br /> <br />Should I invite her for a drink, <br />Suggest a date at the skating rink <br />(For writing an ode is a waste of ink) ? <br /> <br />These things don't come upon a plate, <br />Or if they do, they come too late <br />Like something nasty that we ate. <br /> <br />So, dear friend, please do not scold - <br />Our warmest days give way to cold <br />And youth itself like love grows old.<br /><br />Pete Crowther<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/diminishing-returns/
