Personals Ad #25
You can choose the username,
He will grant you the password,
Jonathan is sick
Of femmes that turn out to phish him,
Not that he is prejudiced,
Or has target eyes that scope, nope,
He is only careful,
He has been plundered before,
And not by Nigerians, yet,
Jonathan only takes precautions,
Madam, he seeks a screening,
So have your shots in order,
Jonathan is prepared
To talk about his bullet holes.
Personals Ad #16
Jocular Jonathan jousts,
He makes a nice alliteration of the past,
But he’s made a tour of the ruins,
Rome and Detroit,
This is no hobby, no naiveté
No Navidad of such fancies,
He songs, me lady, in jest,
He tried lasers, and found
Them cold, the moon too,
Mars is no place to raise a family,
The earth’s a cradle of everything,
Search the stars, asteroids are graves,
But he’s not ready,
If you’re not ready to start being
Polyphiloprogenitive, he can hate genesis
Along with you, reproduction is just
A compromise at replication,
Don’t you think?
Of course he’s always ready,
Ready to be drafted,
Ready for the hail, not bullets,
Ready for the fire
And the other things insured,
Ready to be a father.
