I first met Annie Agatha in an old bookshop

She greeted me and that was it

Jones the owner said that he had met her

In the street outside when she asked him for a job

Annie Agatha had a shock of black hair

But was ordinary to look at and slightly plump

She lived above the shop

But was so quiet

That it appeared that she was not there

In January she read some Hungarian Folk Tales

In front of an audience at the local radio station

That was her fifteen minutes of fame

Sadly the bookshop closed in August

As Jones had decided to retire early

Annie Agatha stayed until the final day

And left the town soon afterwards

She has not been in contact with Jones since then

Which I find a little strange as they had grown rather close