I noticed her immediately
As I entered the bar
The girl in the Peony
red
And playing about her
lips
There was an
acquiescent smile
Which was aimed my way
But I didn’t return it
And let it pass me by
She wasn’t my type
after all
I’m quite fussy that
way
But I did cast a
glance
In the general
direction
Of the eager entourage
of
Drooling men
surrounding her
Feeding off her raw
sexuality
And as I watched the mermaid
Surrounded by a pack
of sharks
I realized that I had
misread
The smile she sent my
way
It wasn’t my company
she sought
But my help she
desired
She looked like a
movie starlet
Cornered by the
paparazzi
So, I rescued the
damsel
And since that day
We have been best
friends
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