Alone

Written by: polly plafcan

I really don't like being alone
why didn't I know the time would come
at parties, feel out of place
and was a terrible disgrace
to talk to the married men there
who initiated them, to my dispair
I saw nothing wrong talking 'fish'
even offered tidbits of advice
like catching a nice five pound bass
what more could one ask
her opinion of reeling one in
however, their wives did not hear
stared at me while they drank their beer
drew their own sad conclusions
along with delusions
so, alone is where I was this year
Oh, maybe next year will be different
might find a companion, it's true
but, either way, I'd just have to say
alone, doesn't make me blue....