Treasure Island

Philip Carter

(London)

Why Do I Feel Jealous?


Why do I feel so jealous?
When I think of him and her
We do not have a history
To which I can refer
Maybe it is because he can
Chat women up so quick
While I will make a mess of it
I sound like I am thick
So once again I have lost out
To someone with a silver tongue
And compounded with the fact
I am old and he is young
I will just hide my feelings
As I've done many times before
And smile and maybe wish him well
As he leaves with the girl I adore.

Submitted: Thursday, May 02, 2013
Edited: Saturday, May 11, 2013
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