EVERY FIFTEEN MINUTES

I met him at a gallery, contemplating a nude— He looked at me as if I were nude too. He seemed well-read and lewd... He said, "I'm nineteen." I said, "How nice. You’re old enough to vote... For things you've only read about in history books you quote..... He took me to his flat; I thought, "A charming little den...." He took me to his bed; I thought, "I won't do this again...." But then he did the thing that makes a woman lose her head: He finished, did some push-ups, and then leapt back into bed. Every fifteen minutes, the boy is restored... Every fifteen minutes, he's mine.... Every fifteen minutes, I thank the good Lord For the stamina of a nineteen-year-old spine..... My friends say, "Muriel, is it dignified?" I say, "Dignity's lovely, but it's not what I ride....." They say, "He's a child." I say, "He's a man in his prime And he's legally, biblically, regularly mine....." I took him to dinner with Lord Henry and Claire... Lord Henry had gout and terrible hair.... He talked about Brexit and his prostate and Rome... My boy talked about me, and then took me home.... Every fifteen minutes, the bedposts complain.... Every fifteen minutes, I grin..... Every fifteen minutes, I'm young again— Prepared and ready to…… let him in.... Claire said, "You're shameless." I said, "You should try While His Lordship takes his port. Won’t take long - you'll just die! You could have a lover who's nineteen and keen.... And he is grateful, and kind, and clean....! And here's to the women who still have a heart— Take a bow, take him home in a shopping cart..... Every fifteen minutes, the world starts anew.... Every fifteen minutes, I sing.... Every fifteen minutes, I'm grateful and true To the joys of a temporary... filling.... So if you see me at midnight with a smile on my face... And a nineteen-year-old tying his shoe.. Don't ask me for details. Just think of me dressed in lace And you'll know what I'm planning to do… Every fifteen minutes.........