Remember the Maiden All Forlorn?
Who kissed the cow with the crumpled horn?
Ever wonder what was her problem?
Was it the Man All Tattered and Torn?
Did our Maiden prefer the Cow
to the advances of the passerby?
The saddest dilemma the poor Maiden faced
was that to report the bad man was out of place
for a mere milkmaid with a pretty face.
Now she is old and has Maidens of her own,
and tries to forget the horrible Man with the
slobbering kiss—but he calls her a Crone
“Never happened,” says He, with a straight face,
“How could it….look at her! There’s no way
she would have have had any appeal!”
Now the Maiden is famous throughout the land
and has forfeited her anonymity to critics
who scoff and sneer…just another statistic!