I hear music in my head

no one to dance with or share my bed

very picky and finicky too

that’s okay

not just any one will do

 dreaming of far off places

some exotic

some kind of toxic

neither drink nor smoke

but  appear to be attracted to those blokes

suppose it’s the sheltered life

that attracts such strife

no clear definition anymore of what it is to be a wife

so may be alone the rest of my life

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