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                         A Little Lady Smoking a Big Cigar

              In the drive-through line at Jenny’s Fried Chicken

Middle-aged, petite, wearing a pixie-cut
Dangly earrings and old blue overalls
And a frown on her face, she left her car
And walked around it disapprovingly

Her inspection complete, she stepped back in
But she still wasn’t happy with the world
Given the defiant angle of her cigar
A ****** against all importunities

Her smoke was a warning to all: you’d best keep clear
And I don’t know why (I didn’t dare ask)