Miss-Led

This afternoon at a multinational bank
A cute young thing played a cute little prank
Showing me a clear glass door
That office Sir, is on second floor
Please exit and just turn right
Climb by lift or take the flight.

I actually slipped on my basics
When a girl says nine
She just means six.
This fact occurred to me though
Not very late
This is how perhaps most girls navigate
If she says left you can safely turn right
Please don’t you laugh for you too might
End up in a mess of your own making
By falling to the charm of a cute young thing.

And please take it from me thus too
She loves you
If she says
She
Doesn’t do.

It’s her style by rank and file
You can see from a nautical mile

In her sparkling
Eyes
Full of True
Lies.
~Glow Worm~

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