Dirty Donna Poem by Bridgid Patrick

When going to a party shes never there late
If the invite's eight-thirty she'll get there by eight
Her hosts are probably still getting dressed
As she makes sure that she's the very first guest
They answer the door quite flustered and shocked
So she offers to go for a walk down the block
But of course they wont let her and offer her in
Which gives her a chance to be first at the gin
But let me just offer one piece of advice
Its a neat lttle trick but it never works twice!