Surprise!
By PJ Perry
I saw you for the first time the other day
It was in a coffee shop
There was a sparkle in your eye of play
You tickled a woman, her bag did drop
She squealed with delight
She knew it was you
Her eyes burned bright
They were really blue
She smacked your arm
You pretended it hurt
She loved that charm
You loved her flirt
It has just began
When you saw her there
My new game plan
Has become murder
Some will call it chance
Others name it fate
But its time to play the death dance
You are my perfect candidate
Well I had a few days now
To sort and organise
And this do avow
Will be your biggest surprise
You walk into the coffee shop
As I take another sip
You come to a sudden stop
And very nearly slip
She wasn't where you thought she'd be
On the far side of the room
You scan around you eyes catch me
I could taste impending doom
My heart began to flutter
In a state of ecstasy
You lips began to mutter
Wonder where she could be
Then a man walked in with a delivery
You turned as he called out your name
I can't wait for the discovery
I'm excitedly insane
A parcel and a letter
Was all it was you signed for
Things started to look better
Ripping the note from the envelope you tore
The sparkle in your eyes
Was the best I'd ever seen
It was the best surprise
For you so far that ever been
You announced to everyone
The contents of the note
You were the proudest one
And this was a brilliant quote
'We're going to have a baby!'
Cried the proudest man on earth
'Where is my special lady?'
'Here soon' I whispered with some mirth
I stole their post the other day
With the hospital results
In this game that I do play
I really do exult
He opened up the box next
It was full of polystyrene bits
He shoved his hand right in perplexed
I'm at the edge of my wits
You pull an object out
Packaging flies everywhere
People all around scream and shout
As you hold a head up by its hair
I take a picture on my mobile phone
It couldn't have been more perfect
It will be one I'll frame on its own
I think this one is worth it
My adrenalin now has kicked in
My rush is at its peak
I allow myself the slightest grin
As your legs start to go weak
I like to watch the face of one die
And I like to watch the look of the one left alive
I really don't know the reason why
But it's just what I need to thrive
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Poetry Shmoetry! ~ Various Poetry ~ by PJ Perry
PoetryMy Mind, My Work, My Love, My Lust, My Dish, My Dirt, My Chalk, My Cheese, My Passion, My Pain, My Ass, Your Face!