If They Meant All They Said

Charm is a woman’s strongest arm; My charwoman is full of charm; I chose her, not for strength of arm But for her strange elusive charm. And how tears heighten woman’s powers! My typist weeps for hours and hours: I took her for her weeping powers— They so delight my business hours. A woman lives by intuition. Though my accountant shuns addition She has the rarest intuition. (And I myself can do addition.) Timidity in girls is nice. My cook is so afraid of mice. Now you’ll admit it’s very nice To feel your cook’s afraid of mice.