Wine drunk

I’m wine drunk and I’m sleepy,

This guy is acting a little bit creepy.

Not enough to speak out-

But I am looking about

For my friends in the club.

Maybe they left and are at the pub?

His hand is on my leg-

Yuck. In my mind I beg

For someone to rescue me;

To come over and set me free.

He’s telling me about his life

And I know he has a wife

But she’s not the topic at hand,

He needs me to know he thinks I’m grand

My male friends don’t know why he scared me;

“He was just trying to be friendly,”

But I know the mood can turn like that,

They go from nice to angry in three seconds flat.

That’s why  I want to get away;

Save this pain for another day.

 

 

 

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