AROMATIC

 

On an outing to our local shopping mall

I couldn’t find Mrs. Oliver there at all

She was a poor old woman in my care

And I couldn’t find the woman anywhere

I stood and thought hard about my task

And decided to go to information and ask

At the information desk Maureen sat

I wasn’t very hopeful I would say that

Though she didn’t look at all informing

I still told her that I had lost something

Blandly she said, “was it an umbrella”?

I told her the true nature of my dilemma

“Oh, what’s she like”? The woman said

Coffee and cake maybe a Danish instead

No what does she look like is what I mean

I laughed but the joke was lost on Maureen

“There’s a new coffee shop she may have tried”

“That’s a very good idea” I promptly replied

I gave her my thanks and I was on my way

“They have a distinctive smell don’t they”

“What coffee shops? Yes, they do I suppose”

“No old people” she said holding her nose