Tinkerbell

(or: How I watched a girl go from the reading room to the cafe four times in fifteen minutes)

Turkey or Peacock?

Tinkerbell, sweet Tinkerbell
You've gone and put me in your spell
Come sit with me

An opened door, a little smile
Whisk me to your magic isle
Come sit with me

I've watched you walk to and fro
I beg you please do not go
Come sit with me

I know I'm just some odd stranger
Likely imbued with some male danger
I understand...
but...

I promise I'm just a harmless flirt
I'll just compliment your olive skirt
Come sit with me