Lady Elmore's Party

But I think I have stayed too long

Laughed the girl, in wheezes,

Really, I must take my leave

If your ladyship pleases

 

Horrified, the footman gaped

As she rustled out the door

And his mistress’ eyes gleamed bloody red

With all the violence of war

 

Madame, I must assure you,

Said the man, with great dismay,

She will not bother you again,

At least not for today

 

I am not much accustomed,

Sniffed the lady in grey,

To have such ladies of lower birth

Treating me in this way

The End

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