The Flirt

The Flirt written by William Henry Davies

From "The Song of Life", 1920

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A pretty game, my girl,
  To play with me so long;
Until this other lover
  Comes dancing to thy song,
And my affair is over.

But love, though well adored,
  Is not my only note:
So let thy false love-prattle
  Be in another man's throat
That weaker man's death-rattle.

Ah, such as thou, at last,
  Wilt take a false man's hand:
Think kindly then of me,
  When thou'rt forsaken, and
The shame sits on thy knee.

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