...and she was nowhere near
my ideal woman, the one
who'll someday crack me open
for the final time like an egg
hitting a tile floor, but seemed
to be a real sweet gal for someone else.
"You have perfect teeth," I replied.
"I could never date someone
with perfect teeth."
Thankfully for both of us
I never heard back.
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