A Country Wordsmith

A Ruined Date

Well, we got along just fine, 
The other night when we went to dine . 
She was funny, just as her profile, 
Then silence reigned for a while . 
She did get quite, just as the venue, 
From the moment I read from the menu. 
I proposed my favourite, with extra cheese, 
She nodded,” Then pizza it Is.” 
She ordered hers and I did mine . 
She said Bologna, I said Number nine. 
She frowned and grabbed the menu , 
Oh boy! She got loud along with venue. 
“You are evil and uncultured .” She yelled. 
And I was like,”what the hell.” 
“How could you not put this in bio?” 
“But wrote your favourite Color green though.” 
I was like,” Hang on, you Renaissance Monalisa.” 
It is just a pineapple pizza. 
Don’t you be so mean. 
And who doesn’t like green.” 
She left saying she was not the kind of girl, 
That would ever date pineapple pizza people. 
I got up and showed her way to the door, 
Because I just love my pizza more . 
I don’t regret even a percent, 
The way that night my date went.