Smokin Old Lady
She was a smok’n old lady the Garfkeeper said.
I was shocked at his enthusiasm, we call him Old Ed.
Thinking he meant a fox, hot, a sensuous woman.
I was stunned when I met our new neighbor Ms. Ribban.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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