She's old now, and crazy,
Although perhaps that didn't come with age.
She smells of soup and couches and Chanel No. 5.
She wears red everyday-
a sweater,
lipstick,
a sagging bra-
She says it is a friendly color,
it cheers her up.
Thousands of TV dinners beg for company.
She'll make you dinner if it will make you love her.
More mashed potatoes, anyone?
She waits for a question, any question.
She wants to unburden herself
on your young, strong shoulders.
Can't you help an old woman carry her things?
Is it too much to ask, she demands
of Bob Barker.
Is it?
This is lovely and sad at the same time.
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