A Close Encounter of the Worst Kind

Walked into a bar.

There was a sexy gal.

The patrons of the bar

Called her Lively Sal.

She was a sultry blond.

She had a wicked smile.

I offered her a drink.

She said, "Sit with me for awhile."

We had a lovely talk.

Her beauty was appealing.

Her remarks were very special.

Her thoughts were most revealing.

Unfortunately for me,

Her boyfriend came into the bar.

He was six foot two and muscular.

He carried an electric guitar.

When he saw me with his girlfriend,

He exploded all at once.

I knew that I was about to die

Or at least lose part of my lunch.

He hit me with his fist.

I saw a lot of stars.

Then he lifted me like a toothpick,

And threw me out of the bar.

I never saw Lively Sal again,

But I'm not at all upset.

In another month or two,

My bones will heal, I bet.