Boys

Annoying pious boys is what I do for fun.
Making them think I like them until I run.
They might have ponce but most are a bum.
Sometimes they think I'm far from a nun.
They are mistaken about me quite a ton.
When will I stop pretending and be done.
It becomes more like I am the one to shun.
Will there be a man that shines like the sun.
One who makes me laugh at most every pun.
Since I am not looking I have found none.
Maybe being annoying has been outdone.
Perhaps a new focus in life has now begun.
As with all things the past cannot be undone.
The race for change was started with a gun.
Don't stand and stare for you all have won.