Ladies' Night Out

They sat not ten feet away.
Should I go or should I stay?
 
The decision I could not see it clear,
So I ordered a turkey sandwich and a German Pilsner beer.
There was no where I was going, and there might be reason to stay.
I settled in and listened to every word the two girls had to say.
 
I just sat there quietly drinking my beer.
They seemed absorbed, if not totally aware,
 that “the enemy” was hearing their every word.
Their point of view, I felt, was totally absurd.
 
“They’re men what do you expect?
The majority of them are just a train wreck.
They’re stupid, foolish, selfish, and cruel,
They definitely need to be taken to school.”

“Yes, I just started fooling around,
I was pretty active when my boyfriend left town.
I guess I was only fooling myself along the way,
Our relationship failed after a year and a day.
Though I don’t think he’ll care at all,
He’ll be back in the saddle before night fall.”
 
I sprang from my table, like I was propelled from behind,
Ready to give them a piece of my mind.
We are better than who these girls think we are,
From a neanderthal man we have evolved quite far.
I never meant to offend,
I was just trying to defend us, men, being men.
 
I realized too late, I was a fool to butt in,
Especially when the girls were toasting with vodka and gin. 
Their lies, their smirks, their alibis, their rambling about,
It was nothing more than a ladies’ night out.
 
I should have picked up on their tone,
they just wanted to vent and be left alone.
To teach me a lesson, to give me a rise, I became their entertainment.
They were just playing me along, laughing at my lament.
 
“You foolish little man, you haven’t a clue,
My girlfriend’s the mother of three, I’m the mother of two.
 This is our monthly rendezvous,
No men are allowed, especially not you!”
 
“Our husbands are home with the kids.
On what you are thinking, you can just put the lid.
We were just pretending we were just having fun.
If I were you, I’d finish my drink and be done.”
 
I guess I’ve spent too many nights in a hotel room on my own.
Should I just get in my car and head it for home?
And who knows…maybe my wife will throw me a bone,
Worst case scenario, I won’t be alone!