A banker joined a singles club
(Or so goes his account)
To date, but only got the snub,
And in no small amount.
He tried, much to his credit,
But their enmity accrued.
“I say, you ought your words to edit;
You’re really awfully rude!”
And when against a lass he liened
To tempt her with his hose,
Predictably, she countered mean:
“With that, you’ll never close.”
Another dame said he’s a wreck
And wanted but to bone.
“Good heavens, keep yourself in check,
And please leave me a loan.”
Another darling found him dull;
She just was not impressed.
“You may possess great principal
But I have zero interest.”
Rejection put him off his balance,
But to the wretch’s credit,
He’s back despite deterrence,
To reattempt deposit.
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