Her CP Voice

Ahem… koff koff
Listen intently now… don’t scoff
Because certain things that I will say
may yet reap dividends some day.
So assimilate as you find fitting,
whatever imparted in this sitting.

Truth be told, there was this lady
Extremely virtuous, nothing shady
The right amount of all confections
And so quite worthy of our affections.
Accost with caution, we broach with care
Smile when needed, try not to stare.
Help with homework, rely on wit
Basically be full o’ shitake mushrooms

And so one day, like many others
Please pay heed, my dearest brothers
I mustered brass and forged a query
Very spontaneous, very fourth geary
She spoke with passion, spoke with flair
Made eye contact, touched her hair
And so dear readers, I was smitten
like puss in boots, the talking kitten.

But Alas! One fateful day,
Words fail me, how can I say
She raised her hand and started speaking
Barring the stench, she started reeking
There was no odor, rest assured
Just some accent I endured
This new development, dare I say
Was hardly there, the other day

So in a nutshell, the deal breaker
Justifying why I must forsake her
was the hypocrisy that she displayed
the very reason my judgment strayed.
So the moral of this story
Albeit harsh and sometimes gory
Is beware her weapon of choice
The deceptively alluring CP voice…