Back in the old days,
If a lady thought she fancied you,
She’d drop her handkerchief;
You were looking, and she knew
This signaled to a gentleman
“Sir, do come and flirt with me”
In returning it, his charm
(Or lack thereof) she could see
Supposedly, now a quick smile
Does what the hanky used to
But modern men know better,
There is no acceptable thing to do
One woman says, “Here is good,
“But never, ever, over there!”
But the next one will say the opposite;
So, men guess in despair
If you approach because she smiled,
She’ll say, “I was just being polite”
But suddenly, she’s uncomfortable,
And she’ll say, “That’s not right!”
If you cannot read her mind,
Then your head is made of rock
And unless you’re rich and famous,
You’ll be slandered on TikTok
But if you don’t take the risk,
Then she’ll feel like you rejected her
She’ll tell her friends you’re a coward
When you thought you respected her
A woman thinks she’s flirting
If she blushes, smiles, and fidgets
But if you want him to make a move,
Drop a hanky or your digits
©2025 Kevin Trent Boswell
Kevin Trent Boswell 