At The Bar

There she gives out another wink As she sits alone as a star, Another man buys her another drink As she sits alone at the bar. I wonder what she is thinking As she sits on the same bar stool, While there she is looking and drinking Knowing every man there is a fool. Another man buys her another glass And she answers his gift with a smile, He likes the look of that lass As he's been fantasizing for a while. I wonder what line will be used While she's drinking from her other cup, She already knows how to be amused She already knows how to pickup. She treats the bar as a second home Where she always heads to after dark, When she is depressed and hates being alone Unto that haven she will always embark. Wonder what will be her destiny What I wonder will be her ultimate fate, Will she leave the bar later with her hand empty Or will she leave later again with another date. Randy L. McClave