Illustrated by Aaron Pocock
She came to me one morning
without a leaf to bear.
I needed no fair warning
from the lass with twiggy hair.
She tickled my fancy twice,
and then brushed against me thrice.
The warm-up was very nice, but
her next move came with a price.
I paid for it dearly, and tipped her properly.
Then I asked,
“See you again next Friday?”