Knowing he'd not got long to go

his best friend asked him

what would really make his day,

and if he could help in any way

to lift his ailing spirits.

 

    "A prostitute!" was his immediate reply

    and so his friend found a comely maiden

    strong of eye, fair of figure,

    of enigmatic nature,

    soft of speech, a kindly soul.

 

When she heard the friend's sad case

she declined to take a fee,

gave him her time and gladly so.

There was something about him

that made her fall in love too late.