/// These two girls meet each day at eleven
for refreshments— it ought to be Heaven.
But they never agree.
One wants coffee, one tea.
Each thinks, “I am a full TEN; she’s a SEVEN.”
/// These ”Elevenses” should be for friends,
but each girl, when she speaks, condescends.
Here, one-upsmanship rules
as the beverage cools,
and their rivalry somehow transcends.
/// These two girls meet each day at eleven
for refreshments— it ought to be Heaven.
But they never agree.
One wants coffee, one tea.
Each thinks, “I am a full TEN; she’s a SEVEN.”
/// These ”Elevenses” should be for friends,
but each girl, when she speaks, condescends.
Here, one-upsmanship rules
as the beverage cools,
and their rivalry somehow transcends.