Lying In a Very Large Bed

she was young, naïve  and spry
he was old with money 
entertaining 
and sly 
with 
he said a very  
very big heart

the maid made the bed
the master 
he said had compassion 
for his family
and others less fortunate
and out of duty
he made the maid 

the next day 
they found the maid
dead in legislation 
so called 
heart failure 
and the master 
stressed out

but he said
in very good shape 
lying 
in  a  very large bed
unmade
waiting 
for another  maid-en

you may ask why
so much stress 
with so many things to do
the answer from some 
while lying 
in bed
is more is 
better than none
but 
after all  they say
compassion for one’s
fellow men 
and women 
trumps
lying 
awake  
thinking of one’s fun-ds
and we do want to do our part
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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