Bad Boys
Bad Boys
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Bad boys drew me
Like a moth to a flame,
Chatter and banter
The name of the game.
Exciting, enticing,
Teasing and joking,
Vying for attention,
Heart throbs aplenty,
Too many to mention.
But on the other side
Of the great divide
The good boys,
Mother’s choice,
Far from being dull,
Were the devious,
Hazardous, perilous,
Menaces.
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©DGA 03.11.2010 05:00












Too true! Great insights to the masks of human nature, adeeyoyo. bb
Thank you, Bb. Mostly true I think.
Ah, you’re so right about the ones Mother approved of …
Artful devils those…
food for thought for every mother.
here’s to paranoia!
Cheers, Sidey!
Ah, yes. I knew a few that Mother approved of that turned out to be real nasties.
Mmm, yes – Mother didn’t always know best.
I loved a bad boy in high school. He was always in trouble and kicked out of school, but man, he was hot! LOL
I can believe it, BV! Wonder where they are now?
So true…
Ha ha…
hehe. yeah its the quiet ones you got to watch out for…they are just suppressing it…smiles
You’re so right, Brian… and the ‘bad’ ones are just putting it on sometimes…
At least with the ‘bad’ boys you knew upfront what you were getting.
Sometimes maybe…
So true, and bb(adair) is spot on too.
You’re right Halfie!
so right about mother’s choice being off the mark… nice poem
Oh yes, some of them charm Mother so that they have an ally… thanks, Ruth.