Debauchery

***Written in 2006***

I'll be the first to say it,
I'm no longer in it for rhyme or reason,
Giving up on you is going to be the trend this season,
Next time you need advice,
You won't have my number,
Not because you can't count,
But because I can't count on you.

I can't touch my toes.
I never could
theres no stretch in this imagination
you lost your job before the resumé submission
you could never fill this position.