I actually wrote this poem as I was waiting for a date that never showed. Nice, huh? I called the guy and his excuses were lame. Oh well, it is not a great piece of writing, but it amused me at the time.
Stood Up
You could have called you know
I was waiting, waiting, waiting
You said you'd be an hour
Now, three hours have passed
Time for a drink
Alibis do not tell the whole story
You're hiding behind unscripted lies
A simple "I'm sorry I couldn't be there"
How easy is that?
Truth lives despite excuses
Well, the truth has spoken even if you haven't
I do not need to see the writing on the wall
It's printed in spades
What you do not understand is
Everyone is reading it
Written by Michael Holland (c) 2007
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