BERTHE:She climbs a treeAnd scrapes her kneeHer dress has got a tear. SOPHIA:She waltzes on her way to massAnd whistles on the stair. BERTHE:And underneath her wimpoleShe has curlers in her hair! SOPHIA:I ever hear her singing in the abbey. BERTHE:She’s always late for chapel, MARGARETTA:But her penitence is real. BERTHE:She’s always late for everything,Except … Continue reading Facing Our Political Situation: How Do You Solve a Problem Like Maria?