By ajTong, peach80302@goplay.com
Date: 20 July 1999

Ten Weddings In One Year

one or two, i can deal
but i can't help but feel
a touch depressed
a touch un-blessed
by love and joy
when i've got no boy
and it's more like nine or ten
and i remember when 
these friends all were 
in a skeptical blur,
pessimistic about love
and ready to shove
anyone who said different
and bitched about high rent
we'd get sloshed at the bars
and take drunken looks at the stars
from someone's front lawn
head spinning 'til dawn
somehow that all changed
their pessimism waned
now they're all fucking married
their crazy days buried
i'm still dating flakes
who can't make it past three dates
before their act is busted
and i'm disgusted
heading home to bed
with my bear Ted
whispering sweet nothings to him
and about how long its been
since I had an optimistic view
when wistfullness flew
and with a heavy hearted sigh
i bid my bear good-nigh