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I'm drinking from a dirty coffee cup

do you think anyone else noticed

my slip is showing

and the waiter just winked at me

how much more beautiful can it get

I'm blushing like a school girl

without any clue as to why

after all, I could be at home

reading a really juicy romance novel

while soaking in the tub

instead of critiquing my appearance

and behavior here at this party

without you

its all your fault you know

too much spiked punch and Christmas

parties just don't mix

the music they have chosen to play was hip

when I was but a small child

my boredom in check

though my temper with that fresh waiter

isn't fairing so well

(the one with the outrageous wink)

the words 'when is it going to be over'

keep thrashing about in my mind

you then ask me to dance with your boss

as a favor to you and I don't feel like being

so gracious

I would rather go home and watch the evening

news

I just know that there is a car crash or something

worse that I am missing

my bra strap is twisted

this puts me in a fit of uncontrollable giggles

now everyone thinks I'm having a good time

this is like too unreal

why did I agree to come here

oh, now I remember

it was because you looked so damned infernal

cute in your suit and tie when you came over

to pick me up earlier

I had to go

I just couldn't bring myself to disappoint

that sweet expecting face of yours

you are obviously having such a good time

so cheers to you dear heart

why, but of course I'd love to dance with

your boss

come now and introduce us................

(Dec. 11, 1996)