Sad middle aged lady
Alone and plain
Nothing to say
Living off simple pleasures
Enjoying that sandwich well out of proportion
To how good it is
You are a good worker
You are a good citizen
You are unfailingly polite
And helpful when you can be
You ask little
Expect little
Wish (deep inside) for a lot
You know (you do know) it will never come
That fact faces you everyday
You wear that on your sad face
Your loneliness is oppressive
It seeps out of your pores
Your sorrow is overt and ugly
You poor dear
You are so hard to feel sorry for
But you’ll never jump
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