She was clearly no longer a youngster,

unlovely in face and a bit overweight

but a regular customer in the bar

at the weekly local live band night.

Alone, she always tried to shimmy

but arms and legs seemed to threaten a fall

so one night I got her to dance with me

and she had no sense of rhythm at all !

And then last night she came in with a man -

a poor specimen, old, small and hunched

but I hope for them both it's more than a whim,

that he needs her as much as she needs him.