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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)