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