Lady of the House

My lady is a pearl they say
born in muck and grime
a woman of humble means
who never turned to crime

She caught a married man’s eye
by the virtuosity of her plight;
He thought he saw a halo
and dumped his dumpy wife

But when I was a girl
and before I was a maid
I knew a woman who lingered
by the lamppost on bitter nights

T’was her, that they called Susan
who dolled herself up fine
and how she has now risen
this wily mistress mine!


Author: redgladiola

Creative writer happily predisposed to flights of fancy. You can find my poetry and short prose at

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