No Hotties On Thursday Poem by Ragy Sandid

I'm a loner
But you know me
If you see these words
Then you saw me

I wait like a loner
From afar, inspecting
Seeing figures I like
Figures that are unsuspecting

I judge and evaluate
Oh what a great pleasure
Who best fits my mental state
Who will live up to my measure

Every day of the week on this ride
I flip through my faithful flock
Every day more than one bride
That in my mind will dock

Except on Thursday
It's a minimized ration
I look for fashionable faces
I see just face, no fashion.