On an outing to our local shopping mall
I couldn't find Mrs. Oliver there at all
She was a poor old woman in my care
And I couldn't find the woman anywhere
I stood and thought hard about my task
And decided to go to information and ask
At the information desk Maureen sat
I wasn't very hopeful I would say that
Though she didn't look at all informing
I still told her that I had lost something
Blandly she said, "was it an umbrella"?
I told her the true nature of my dilemma
"Oh what's she like"? The woman said
Coffee and cake maybe a Danish instead
No what does she look like is what I mean
I laughed but the joke was lost on Maureen
"There's a new coffee shop she may have tried"
"That's a very good idea" I promptly replied
I gave her my thanks and I was on my way
"They have a distinctive smell don't they"
"What coffee shops? Yes they do I suppose"
"No old people" she said holding her nose
