Her Majesty.

She likes to act the grand lady

when she visits the cafe nearby,

firmly dictating her order

as if speaking down from on high.

Then, sitting very straight

and looking elsewhere,

she hands back the menu

as if to thin air.

The girls are highly amused

and humour her when they can;

they quietly laugh at her antics,

but never fail to call her 'Mam'.

She's quite the dainty eater

and drinks her tea in small sips,

but she never fails to finish

her sausage beans and chips.

Leaving the shop at her leisure,

she pauses awhile in the street;

then she slowly totters homeward

on her ancient venerable feet.