Madam

she was on the right hand side,,
i greeted her once
i called her a Madam,
she agreed once,
ouch once upon a time,i greeted her by a Madam once.

it'would be different story if i did pounce to her
it would be less than an ounce 
it 'd been a natio-wild
in her biology.
a Madam 
dabbing my fingers on a table,
Bonjour  Madam 
a cog Madam.

the computer screen if facing me,
the poetry competition, write anything about Madam,
i greeted a woman by  calling her a Madam.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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