My friends only talk about all their love.

 Girlfriends, boyfriends, whatever it might be,

Their partner must be a gift from above,

and then there is little, ole' dateless me....


I guess I will be "forever alone",

But I have a really cute cat named Jett.

Together, we will face the world unknown

(and by that, I mean our overpriced vet.)


But me being single is my own choice.

Why would I want a date when i have Netflix?

I don't even have time for all you silly boys.

I willl not put up with their petty tricks!


Maybe my prince will be on his way soon,

I'll be waiting for him this afternoon



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