Business Is Business. Poem by Terry Collett

See anything you fancy? Bertha
asked opening wide her fur coat

to the guy passing by on his way
Home to his wife or maybe his lonely

apartment but the guy just walked
on a little faster with his face flushed

and his hat slightly askew and she
watched him go off into the crowds

and thought well you can’t win them
all some like the show some don’t and

she pulled her coat tight around her again
and waited for the next potential punter

watching the passing dead going off home
after a boring day at the office or store

thinking of the time some office punk
gave her a hard time and wanted the

full deal in bed and then went off taking
her purse and money and underwear

and bra while she was in the washroom
after the awful sex but as her mother

once said you can’t always get what you
want and besides business is business

and men are men one is bound to meet
some sad excuse for a man now and then.