I had it all totally planned,

Oh boy it was going to be quite grand,

She would come over in the morning,

To the beach we would be going,

Then at night to the boardwalk to play,

In Wildwood, NJ, the best, what else can I say…

But of course not,

A month before, the schedule was made,

But as per usual she could not make the grade,

“I gotta work from 5 til 8", killing all plans,

Sure she could “show up”, but what is that worth,

No day out, nor night on the town,

I ain’t got much money, but what I had I wanted to spend…

We would’ve had so much fun,

But now in my normally reclusive state,

I guess I will do all this by myself,

I doubt our relationship will ever change,

This seems to be our combined fate…

            …Her loss…