Hour 24: Three Ladies Lunching

A group of ladies numbered three
Woke at dawn and went to tea
They stirred into their china cups a shot of Irish whiskey

They socialised until eleven
Talking politics and religion
They ordered brunch and stayed ‘til lunch and had a juice with gin

One was rural, one suburban, one was from the ghetto
One spoke alto, one spoke bass, and one spoke in falsetto
They counted hours by the pint, each chased with amaretto

Ere supper gone and evening come
Three ladies went home feeling numb
They went to bed with buttered bread and a snifter full of rum

6 thoughts on “Hour 24: Three Ladies Lunching

  1. This poem is so fun to read. I love the them and the rhyming scheme-absolutely perfect. The sing song nature works very well here. The descriptions of the ladies are hilarious!
    I love these lines:
    “One was rural, one suburban, one was from the ghetto
    One spoke alto, one spoke bass, and one spoke in falsetto
    They counted hours by the pint, each chased with amaretto”
    This has such a playful tone- my favourite!

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