Dinner Date

John Forkel was his name
But she was spooney for him all the same
When he came over for a date
He wouldn’t touch his plate
The rejection cut like a knife
She would never become his wife
…And so it goes…
Sometimes the glass is half full
Sometimes it’s half empty
And sometimes there’s nothing there at all
For her, it was time to go to the mall
And find her-self a new glass
What class! What class!