Zsa-Zsa

She had a man before you see

To carry her bags befittingly

In days when men would open doors

Not pat and stroke with mucky paws

But treat a lady with respect

Discouraging her intellect

In favour of her reticence

In matters of all consequence

So she could dwell on the sublime

And dream of him in summertime

And conjure up delightful meals

In pearls and pretty pointed heels

And, keeping conversation light

They’d chatter over candlelight

About the price of fish, the weather

And how they loved their time together

So now, alone, she pushed her trolley

With no firm hand to hold her brolly

But standing in the prescription queue

She caught their glances, one or two

And lowering a modest eye

She smiled encouragement on the sly

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