Heartbreaker Poem by miss poetry

You walk in,
looking for a victim.
Who will it be
this night of the week?

You've had blondes,
you're not into redheads.
Who will you pick
this night of the week?

I know your ways,
I come here often,
but luckily
you haven't noticed me.

You look around,
scan them one by one.
'Till you find your trophy
for this night of the week.

You leave the room,
again not alone.
I wonder if she knows this phenomenon
a heart breaker like you.