Being alone in solitude is a dangerous place to be
For soon I'll feel his wickedness sidle up to me
Feeling his chin upon my shoulder sends shivers of delight
To feel this way, be lead astray simply can't be right
Those sinuous arms creep 'round and rest tempting on my chest
I fold my arms in defiance across my heaving breast
A mocking pout meanders out from his beckoning lips
I feel a wave of flushing warmth from my head to my fingertips
Abruptly I rise and now demand a moment to myself
A smile and wink makes me rethink his lure very stealth
Why must it be that any time I get a moments peace
I find myself locked in battle with this charming beast
Perhaps if my heart were more wicked his interest would then wane
For is it not his own reflection that is his greatest bane
But I can not bring myself to be a source of evil intention
For I grow weak and cowardly upon the subject mention
Surely there is something else that he can find to do
Perhaps instead of hounding me he can go pester you
Take care if you should get the urge and offer it to he
Keep him not with you too long and send him back to me
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