No
one really knows the
Art of dating anymore. It was
Lost sometime back in the 60's
Between doo-wop and the Rolling Stones.
The free-love movement desecrated
All regard for proper form,
Tearing down the barriers and
Clearing out restrictive zones.
Nowadays the dating game
Is played upon a different court.
Rules relaxed down to the point
Where no rules need apply.
Sleazy, darkened, noise-filled clubs
Replacing Mother's parlor.
Rooms where desperation dwells
And morals go to die.
Tricks devised to bed, not wed,
Are etched on bathroom walls,
As lurkers, losers, louts and creeps
Stalk freely through the halls.
And no one really knows the rules.
They're made up as they go along.
The art of dating gone for good,
A dirge it's dying song.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
Amazon Author's Page: http://www.amazon.com/Dennis-S-Martin/e/B004SXY4LG/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1394055582&sr=1-2-ent
Art of dating anymore. It was
Lost sometime back in the 60's
Between doo-wop and the Rolling Stones.
The free-love movement desecrated
All regard for proper form,
Tearing down the barriers and
Clearing out restrictive zones.
Nowadays the dating game
Is played upon a different court.
Rules relaxed down to the point
Where no rules need apply.
Sleazy, darkened, noise-filled clubs
Replacing Mother's parlor.
Rooms where desperation dwells
And morals go to die.
Tricks devised to bed, not wed,
Are etched on bathroom walls,
As lurkers, losers, louts and creeps
Stalk freely through the halls.
And no one really knows the rules.
They're made up as they go along.
The art of dating gone for good,
A dirge it's dying song.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
Amazon Author's Page: http://www.amazon.com/Dennis-S-Martin/e/B004SXY4LG/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1394055582&sr=1-2-ent
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