There She Was Poem by Talmadge Rogalla

There she was,
Attending her job,
A lovely lass,
Such a throb.
A pleasant Personality,
That drove them potty,
Who could she be?
Her name is Loti.
An icy wind,
Howls today
Thoughts of despair,
Thoughts of dismay.
She comes along,
Winks so cool,
The heart all warmed,
Some do drool.
She smiles and laughs,
As we bend her ear,
Perhaps the menu?
Or perhaps a beer?
Admiring in silence,
Gazing in awe,
At a lass,
We all adore.
A beaming face,
A cheerful smile,
Served with beer,
Life’s worthwhile.