Somebody's got a girlfriend now
And he's telling everybody how
He stayed there just the other night
His ego's soaring like a kite
Cause 'our boys' got a girlfriend now and he's telling everybody how

Somebody said the other day
Mary asked him if he'd stay
Raised and born in the U.S.A.
What else could 'our boy' say?
Now we know how he got laid thanks to the portrait he portrayed

Somebody's letting it be known
He talks to her "over the phone"
Letting us know she is his
'Our boy' tells it like it is
He feels he captured a prize, but I think she's in for a surprise

Somebody's making lots of noise
Purposely leaving behind toys
'Our boy' knows he'll have to get them back
And this is how he keeps her trapped
Sells it harder everyday, sweet talking her cause he knows what to say

Somebody's selling lots of string
The more he has it helps in capturing
Cause 'our boy' knows how to set the lure
Of this, my friend, I know I'm sure
If he keeps pushing this thing he'll think it's the girl he's marrying

But the age difference number is high
She has three kids and he has nigh
He's twenty-eight and she if forty
"Oh my goodness! Lordy! Lordy!"
He swears that he has no doubts, but I can't see how this works out

© Left Field

Maturnal stepping stones.

Your poem is interesting yet frightening. My boy will one day be a man, dont how I'd handle that.

It wasn't meant to be frightening. But I guess if you're a mother I could kinda see what you are saying. I guess maybe even if you're a dad too, but I didn't quite mean it the way it may have come across.

It's kind of just a combination of things I picked apart and placed together. I got one friend involved with an "older" woman and well, I known him since he was like 3, so I can read him like a book - I pick up on things he doesn't even realize he's doing or know about himself.

Plus, I guess it does touch a little bit on the general misconception of men as pigs anyways. But hell, you grow up around certain people in HS you kinda know/remember how some guys can be.

And uh, the 'our boy' reference isn't meant as in the thought of a child. It's meant more in the slang representation of the phrase. Like some guys will refer to their good friends as "my boy", as in, "Dat's 'my boy'"

So in this, 'our boy' is meant in the sense of a couple friends referring to one of their buddy's as 'our boy'.

I don't know - just thought that might sort of explain the angle it was meant to be coming from.

wow Lefty this poem is quite revealing of how much depth and how much your range is in writing =) another good one cupcake.