If I said my hero
was Timothy McVeigh,
would you ever listen
to a thing I had to say?

Would you think me mental?
Psychotic?
Deranged?
Or would you tell me something like
"I've had my gender changed". 

If I said I'd been to prison 
many different times.
For many different reasons.
For many different crimes.

Or told you all the secret things
I'd like to do to you,
would you tell me something like,
"Hey,  I been there too."

If I told you I enjoyed
eating body parts,
(not that hemorroid)
but livers, kidneys, hearts,

or that I'd be a cannibal
if I had a good supply.
Would you say.
"I've often thought of giving that a try."

I feel I've been blessed 
to have met a girl like you.
Come on over.
Get undressed.
I got some killer stew.

Drink up.
Get wrecked.
Keep each other up late.
Isn't that the object
of any dinner date?