She was a rare beauty

With an interlect beyond mine.

How could I ever convince her

To stop by and dine.

I have tried various methods,

None of which found a home.

I guess I'll have to look elseware,

So I'm going to let my feet roam.

I stopped at the nearest tavern

To get a beer or two.

Who was sitting near my table,

And had taken more than a few brews.

She didn't know me from Adam.

I was glad, as she was acting like a slut.

I let her sit alone in a table by the door.

How could she get herself in this kind of rut?