Solitary
I’m doing solitary
I’m on my own so to speak
Without a partner
The winter is cold
Spring doesn’t blossom for me
It is my autumn
I talk to myself
With no-one to kiss goodnight
Nobody argues
If I make a mess
It is me that cleans it up
And wash the dishes
So I have to flirt
With everyone that I meet
I hope you don’t mind
"A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do."
ReplyDeleteI know the feeling well! I'm in exactly the same place right now and have so far avoided any slaps from flirtees!
ReplyDeleteClever and sweet. There’s an old widower in my town who couldn’t possibly envision life with one other than his Olivia, which makes it a blast to flirt with him. Safe flirting is fun flirting :-D
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