昨晚真不顺

coming back from work
i checked my dell
someone sent me a picture
calling herself belle

at the first glance
in love i fell
i emailed back for a date
she replied 'let's meet near the motel'

on the way there
i dreamed of a girl so swell
thinking of showing her off
in front of my ex michelle

as soon as we met
i wanted to bid her farewell
she wasn't pretty
she spoke with a smell

i asked 'was the picture yours?'
she said 'beauty is only a shell'
i asked the question again
this time 'yes if you removed many a cell'

'did you do math like 7+ 8?' i asked
'sure, it is 12, i can tell'
'is water H2O?'
'no, it is w a d e r, see, i can spell'

i quickly left wishing her well
and went back to where i dwell
the whole night i murmured to myself
'what the hell, what the hell'