by Marc Carver
I walked into the pub
and a woman caught my eye
straight away.
I got my beer and she came up to me.
"I want you."
She said.
I went and sat with two other women.
She came over again.
"I want you to dance with me."
She said.
We danced
and she told me she wanted me again.
"What about all those men you are with."
I asked her.
"They are my brothers."
She said.
But i couldn't help but notice
one of them
had his hands in her pants
and besides
I don't want to be wanted
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