When you think you have bad luck, there’s always someone who has worse luck than you.
With a sheepish smile and a glance that day,
my heart began to flutter.
Before I knew it she walked my way,
and asked me if I needed more butter .
at first I thought, pick your words well,
this may be your only chance .
But before I could speak, my brother Joe ,
asked her if she liked to dance.
She said I’d love to, I get off at ten ,
do you think you could pick me up.
As she poured hot black coffee, onto my lap ,
completely missing my cup.
So I let out a scream ,for the burn it was deep,
for a moment, I thought Iwould die .
So this girl thinking fast, grabbed a glass of cold water ,
and threw it right in my eye.
She wrote down her number, and apologized,
and asked if I’d like to go ,
with her sister Elaine, to the dance club ,
while she went with my brother Joe.
I said that I’d go , even though I new ,
that this could be a big mistake.
What she failed to tell me ,was her sister Elaine,
was once her brother Jake.
I’m sure you have guessed, the dance was a bust ,
and Elaine, he went home alone .
But this night still had humor and, the very next day,
I called my brother Joe on the phone .
As I new that he would, all he did was brag ,
about how he swept her off of her feet .
But what he didn’t know ,was Elaines big sister,
was once known as her brother Pete ,
The moral of this story,is so very true ,
and I’ll try , not to be, very coy
When you bum rush your brother, for a girls affection ,
make sure that the girls not a boy!
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