A woman's company

OH, the pleasure of a woman's company,

It is expensive, so I'm told!

Could cost silver, bronze or gold,

At least slice of cake or cup of tea!

A meal out at a discreet establishment,

Big bottle of 'Chanel' fine scent!

A holiday for two in Kent,

Or just a weekend in a 'two person tent'!

For a more permanent arrangement,

Well that's far more costly!

Lots and lots of money spent,

Or things might get a little frosty!

A big house for two or more,

A welcoming hearth and ever open front door!

Then all her friends and family,

Can drop in for a cup of tea!

A pussycat and little dog,

Is added to the cost of a snog!

And woe betide, if a poet's fun,

Should lead to the addition of another one!

And so it seems to me,

A woman's company is far from free!

And a woman can command her price,

Just for being herself and very nice!

Mike Bubb

Tredworth