Peggy Lollita Bloum’e?

Rows of razzle dazzle ribbons
Braided in her mass of auburn locks
Coordinated cleverly with her crazy costume & fluoroscent floral socks
Peggy Lollita Bloum’e, she is so captivating in every way
As she arranges a subtle mixture of a hand-tied flower boquet

Peggy gathers her random flowers
from the adjacent small stock room
The name above the bayed  window
Written in Silver ‘Serif’ is ‘Florabloum’e’

Peggy’s parents bought this idea
Twas many moons ago
Nowadays her widowed Mamma
Simply cannot bare to let this go

So they cope & open up the door
Every morning except a Sunday
That’s when the two of them 
Share a pleasurable outing for a funday

Peggy fills her late Fathers shoes
She visits the local market in the mall
Buying her variety of bunches 
Penny-pinching from the stall

If this likable lass has learned but one thing from her dear Papa before he passed
Is surely to never accept the initial cost of anything when you are asked

So Peggy barters & by gosh this  girl is very good
She would haggle down the toughest of traders daily if she was in the mood

Well Her Mum has told her lately” Peggy, I won’t be here all your life, it’s good you have this little income but you need to be a wife”

Peggy cannot bear that thought 
Of her Mum not being around
She endeavors their days to be spent together
Both have their ‘Feet well on the ground’

So if you ever chance on ‘Avenue   Montaigne’ its quite near the ‘Eiffel tower’
 Call in to see Peggy & her ‘Maman’ 
You are certain you gain a flower

You see for every lady that enters, even if they don’t know them well
Each are rewarded kindly with a floral for a lapel

This  ‘freebie’ was a gesture from dear Papa Bloume
He always loved to see a flower on a woman’s chic costume?