Perfect Playlist

Magazine shares the records

That we might have missed.

Lined them up in order,

But here’s the gist:

Some have moxie

Others bring a hiss,

Like who got married

But neglected to kiss.

Some girls make me horny.

Some girls made me sad.

Some girls have legal briefs

To sue my damn ass bad.

“Happy birthday to me, living free!
Center of attention that must be me.”
Donnie struts like young Mick Jagger,

shotgun cloak, waving his dagger.

“I’m a midnight rambler,
But not one of those.”

That’s where we are

In times like these:

Adams get away with murder

Putting the blame on Eves.

Picking over the pieces.

Lip smacking the crumbs.

Licking off the spoon.

Laughing at the bums.

Cattle call formula,

A menu for the jaunt:

Make ‘em stand and strip

To see which one you want.

Like songs on the iPod

Arranged for full effect.

Some you cut, some you keep

No need to hedge the bet.

Facing the pathetic truth

Of predators in our midst

Obsessed with the notion

of the perfect playlist:

Is it on random?

Which one to use?

On second thought

Just let me choose.