Blind date boogie,

Nothing to lose,

Except a pair of my

Blue suede shoes.

Chariot awaits her,

Actually her Porsche,

Here she comes.

She looks like a horse.

Got to ditch her.

Got to think fast.

On her neck

She has a rash.

Her face is all pimply.

Her teeth are bright yellow.

And she has body odor.

I am a poor fellow.

Curse this blind date.

Oh great, she has a glass eye.

Boy am I a loser

And that’s no lie.

You may call me insensitive,

But I’m one heck of a guy.

Say why did you throw that

Pie in my eye?