The Dating Scene

This is the last time I go out on a date,
Not because of my age or that it feels too late,
I wanted this; she wanted that, no communications,
You cannot be so different building relations,
I wanted right she wanted left, I up she down,
I wanted tall she wanted short, I black she brown,
Life cannot go on like this with constant discord,
Daily exchange of harsh words and sharp swords,
I am kind of round a little dark smooth and nice,
I go very well with meat, tomatoes and brown rice,
She is tall, green, best fresh in a salad or uncooked,
An eggplant like me and a bok-choy like her –
Should never be hooked