i'm not interested in your phonemes --
whether you say tom-ah-to or tom-ay-to
means nothing to me.
just make a point, say something poignant,
divest yourself of something worth my time,
because at the moment, this investment
doesn't look like it will pay.

i've done the math,
i've studied the graphs, and
your histogram of triviality
is starting to bother me.
statistically, you're a laugh, sure,
but on the floor amongst the others
you're a joke - an average bloke
who can barely raise a snigger. so
i graphed your performance quotas,
and your execution is
lacking;
you're slacking off and i figure
the hooded guy with the axe is on his way.
i'd stay, but i don't want to watch that movie.

that plot doesn't pique my interest at all.
your scenes peak in valleys, your characters droll,
and your dull conflicts
don't tweak or twiddle my knobs,
so i'll snub you and find others to fiddle them.
maybe their songs will have more melody-
even yelling at me, they'd make more sense;
their two cents make up my jukebox dollar,
while yours fail to make a penny.

and anyway, even with the music blaring,
and the whole crowd staring, and you
blazing your bits across the floor,
i'll never care for your blasé attitude,
my words will clear the smoke, and
despite my obvious drunken haze,

i'll never dance with you.