Miss L Toe

He threw away
The mistletoe
And saw it go
With just a second thought.
He ought perhaps
Have saved a kiss
For her. He missed
Her still but how
To let her know?
It wouldn't do, he knew
To carry mistletoe 
Around. He cared
That people would stare
And think him odd - or worse.
No no. The mistletoes was gone;
His chance was missed
Again. She'd never know.