In this now cramped environment
we are forced to push back
on any and all intrusions
into our staked out space
lest we be moved
off the entrenched positions
claimed by ourselves
when we invaded long ago
While our base core remains strong
the fringe elements too long neglected
have commenced
the inevitable fraying process
We now begrudgingly have to acknowledge
that fate will one day ride against us
when the tipping point of history is reached
and the meek finally wise up
to leverage their superior numbers
Then the revolution comes
as those of us who today
reek of self entitled arrogance
proceed to lose our heads
On the top tip
of the hook up pyramid
sits my fantasy girl
Reigning over her domain
the queen of the scene
sips her inhibition loosening potion
From down below
I formulate my best action plan
to connect with this feminine dream
I move in
with suave intentions
but
her polite smile
and sultry eyes
throws me off my game
My best laid presentation
is reduced to
clumsy advances
saturated with cheap
cliched pick up lines
To save us both
further embarrassment
I quickly execute
a shameful retreat
Seeking solace
in Losers Corner
I regroup
with my merciless
gelded friends
who mock my
voyage to the stars
Such are the perils
of manned relationship flight
as I now set my sights
on that crimson haired beauty
from another galaxy
who looks a little lonely tonight...
