I can remember you at a party
When you removed your cotton shirt
And spent the rest of the party topless
Nobody took any notice of you
Your exposure was of no consequence
But your exhibition was noticed
By the old man opposite
Who was unsure of what
He was witnessing
You waved to him
And then walked to his small apartment
We chatted for over half an hour
But then he grew tired rather quickly
So you placed his head on your breasts
Before we put him into his ordinary bed
We then returned to the party
Alice do you know what is rather haunting
And I have never told you this before
Was that just over a month later
The old man died of a terrible disease
And although a fancy I feel that
You were his first and last angel