Woman in the Next Booth

The woman in the next booth was gorgeous Ronnie started to introduce himself Then he saw the cigarette His mother had been a smoker He could not abide the stench of it The smell of nicotine curdled his nose hairs He walked rapidly away, wishing she was not a smoker But alas, she was, so they were not meant to be The woman stared at the handsome man who had left For a second she thought he was going to speak But then he turned and ran As if he had seen a werewolf