Have You Met Ms Joan

Appearing wise,formal,expensively slipper'd
wearing round spectacles on the tip of her
nose,eyes peering out from arched eyebrows
and a cigarette holder in her mouth,it seemed
strange she should honour a questionable justice system
after all the instances of quarrels,oaths,side swipes
allegiance shifts, and treble damaged reputations
Standing at a call to arms like a soldier she would play
her part making numerous entrances and exits never shrinking
from world players,men or women, hosing her disdain for
belly bitching, childish mewling,whining, verbal puking or
woeful sighing

'Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble'

Unwillingly, she got up very early in the morning
moving at a snail's pace she tripped over a satchel
lying on the floor, cursed her lover, entered the kitchen
cursed her lover again for not putting away the lean shank
and capon torn to shreds, eaten by the dog.
" Are you an infant? This is not fair.It will take ages to
clean this mess."

'Out damned spot! out I say.'