BLUE TICKS PART 04

So I got the number
Of this girl who looked amber
I told you how beautiful she was remember?
If I didn’t get her I was to be a bomber who’s somber
I was so excited
I felt we were fated
She was all I ever wanted
Pursuing her I quested
By her, my mind was abducted
So I texted “hey Mercy?”
But she thought I was being saucy
This Mercy never had mercy
Though she looked spicy and pricy
She replied hey
I never acted like she’s a prey
I acted grey
As always I was pokey
I introduced myself
As human and not an elf
Of course I never had pelf
I invited her we play golf
As we know ourselves better
I was myself and not an actor
It was a monologue a word she didn’t utter
After pressing enter
All I saw was two blue ticks
I tried bringing jokes
Reminding her studying rocks
And being shown how to read clocks
All this was playing
A guitar for a goat expecting
It to be dancing
As all this was happening
I was wondering
As I tried reasoning
What I’ll be doing
To get her.

Watch out for part 05
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