Custard Creams

It was a country guest house,

once a working farm.

The lady of the hose was brushing Lily’s hair.

“Lily doesn’t go out anymore,” she said,

“she refuses.”

She put down her brush

and gave Lily a custard cream

which was delicately eaten.

“I tempted her out for a walk

a couple of years ago.”

She waved the packet in explanation

of the source of temptation.

“We walked down the lane

and she was fine at first

and then a rabbit ran across.

She stopped and turned 

and looked at me 

with wild rolling eyes.

She would go no further

wouldn’t be tempted

so we turned.

She wanted to go home

but I tempted her,“ she waved the packet

“and we went further.

Then a bird flew across

and she stopped and turned 

to look at me with wild rolling eyes.

She would go no further

wouldn’t be tempted.

So we turned 

and went home.

She gave Lily a custard cream

which was delicately eaten.

Then she opened up her storeroom

to show me the piled up boxes of

custard creams, 

floor to ceiling

custard creams.

“Lily won’t eat anything else now..

And well, they don’t go far.

A packet of custard creams,

it’s not much for a horse, you know!”

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