surely not till the thin lady sings?
after placing her coin-hungry battered beret
with a HOMELESS sign next to it
on the pavement and
after positioning each of the two bin bags
containing all she had in the world on either side
after making herself comfortable
with the forlorn-looking collie dog
lying head in lap
used as the perfect sympathy card
to soften up passers-by
and perhaps just perhaps
before being arrested
she could have been about to sing
as graciously as she did so yesterday
almost like the recorded version
the flower song from Madame Butterfly.
Aren't our police 'persons' wonderful
in turning up at the wrong moment?