She was 87 years old, <br />A widow for a long, long time. <br />'Mom, you have your life on hold.' <br />The widow snapped, 'What's that - a crime? ' <br />Soon thereafter, she tempted fate, <br />So that her daughter might butt out. <br />The widow went on a blind date <br />With 90 year old Mr. Prout. <br />The widow returned, 'That's the last -' <br />'You never know what men will do.' <br />The widow's daughter looked aghast, <br />'Did Mr. Prout get fresh with you? ' <br /> <br />'If only, ' the widow replied. <br />'No - Mr. Prout just up and died.'<br /><br />Ima Ryma<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/late-date/
