Meet Miss Pym

Meet Miss Pym, the Sub-Postmistress.
(Early closing Saturday),
Middle aged and inefficient,
Pale and thin and slightly grey.

Telegrams and toffee apples,
Postage stamps and peppermints,
All the very latest gossip
And some clearly slanderous hints.

Amateur Recorder of the villagers' affairs
She knows your inner secrets, nothing takes her unawares.

From behind the grey net curtains
While she sells you stamp or sweet,
Her eyes are watching sideways;
What goes on across the street?

If you want to know who's had a boy
Or expecting one in May,
Ask Miss Pym, the Sub-Postmistress,
(Early closing Saturday).