Lady Supermarket with an apple in her basket

Knocks in the manager's door;

Grooning to the muzak from a speaker in shoe rack

Lays out her goods on the floor;

Everything she's chosen is conveniently frozen.

"Eat it and come back for more!"



Lady Window Shopper with a new one in the hopper

Whips up a chemical brew;

Croaking to a neighbour while she polishes a sabre

Knows how to flavour a stew.

Never need to worry with a tin of 'Hurri Curri':

"Poisoned especially for you!"



No use to complain

If you're caught out in the rain;

Your mother's quite insane.

Cat food cat food cat food again.



Lady Yellow Stamper with a fillet in a hamper

Dying to finish the course;

Goodies for the table with a fable on the label

Drowning in miracle sauce.

Don't think I am that rude if I tell you that it's cat food,

"Not even fit for a horse!"