MAKING THE MOST OF.
A woman’s got to make
The most of herself Miss
Minnow says make the best
Of what she has and even
If one’s father thought one
Ugly and below his notice (and
There are father’s like that) she
Says staring at herself in the
Dressing table mirror one must
Still make the most of face and
Eyes and lips and keep oneself
Clean and smelling just so and
Mother was always one for the
Little tips and those girl to girl
Talks in late evenings before
Bed those when I was a young
Girl kind of chats that ended with
The kiss on brow and tucking up
Between blankets and lights out
And licking a finger and dragging
It across her dark eyebrow feeling
The spittle there and remembering
Charlton’s gropes and fingerings
And thinking it love or some such
Thing that men bring to the love
Scene she was glad she never
Went the whole hog and let him
Fuck even if that had have been
What he desired and have made
Him smile and not moan and leave
Her all upset and alone at least she
Can hold her head up now and be
Ready and pure as Mother used to
Say for when Mr Right comes along
Knowing no one’s fucked her silly or
Black and bruised to prove her wrong.
