Bored Beyond Belief

“Really, really, you don’t say.

Marvellous darling,” I was fawning.

The waiter brought another tray,

While inside I was yawning.

Bored I was beyond belief,

Turning a whiter shade of pale;

Man, I needed some relief,

The conversation was really stale.

And though she was a lady -

But boring beyond belief;

Until leaving for the coast maybe,

I stole into the night like a thief.

Gone as she called out for more,

In the dark down the trail,

So many drinks like memories to pour,

I missed the end of her tale.