Guessing Games

From the moment we met, he played a game Started out telling me to guess his name And when I asked, “Don?” He responded, “Right on!” This lucky guess led to more of the same “What do you think I do for a living?” I hesitated, had some misgivings “Steer the space shuttle?” Got no rebuttal So on this roll, I felt I was winning “Bet you a kiss you don’t know where I live” My mind was draining faster than a sieve “A beachfront villa?” (The truth would kill ya) So many guessing games I now relive After dating three months, his wife found out Burst into our love nest, called him a lout Eight kids behind her All hungry they were Don Juan he was, but surely no space scout If you meet a man and he asks you to guess Take it from me and avoid this distress He may be akin To Rumpelstiltskin The anger later is hard to suppress Now I’ve learned to turn the tables on men Asking them to “guess” again and again My private life hid Won’t remove the lid And I’ve convinced some that MY name’s John Glenn *Entry for Shadow's "Let's Have Some Fun" contest