A Woman's WayPublished by Webmaster on 07/30/2003 (3001 reads)
When I was three and she was four,
The rowdiest of the girls,
She soiled my pretty pinafore
And pulled my curls.
When I was five and she was six,
In kindergarten school,
She bullied me and with her tricks
Made me a fool.
When bobby-socked and flapperish,
With hockey sticks for toys,
She spoke of me as "that poor fish"
To other boys.
When with her chewing gum in cheek
She got work as a sten-
Ographer at twelve bucks a week,
I just made ten.
Though always next door neighbours we,
Her scorn I did incur,
And while she cocked her snoot at me
I hated her.
Yet now, complacently elate
Her triumph you should see:
Her life disdain to culminate
She's married me.
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