Pity in your Pit

I was petrified

As I saw this jaguar

Approaching me slowly

All feline in her look

But just not right

The lack of taste 

Was aggressive to the eye

Closer she seemed over weighted

A bit too much making up that face

Hair all dark until the end

Blond tips as fake as the smile

But I was bored

It was the weekend

I was broke

As my heart was done

Maybe she might be fun

But again

Too old as mature as a raisin

So soon menopause will come

No baby with pop put of her

Kind of smart she seems to be

But how could I forget 

my beloved ice queen

All perfect cold and blond

As all women should be

Driving her car

Managing the world

Escaping me

As she should do

If I can not be

As perfect as I should be

She is right for me tonight

Not a doll, not gourmet or Gal Gadot

But niceness lead blthe way

I try to change her

If she can improve

She will be my beauty 

Come and see

She is kind of pretty

And maybe obedient

If she deserves me

I will give it a try

But she has to get it

No strings attached

To this amazing 

Knight in shining armor