Enfeebled By Age? Not They!

As titled members of a certain
degree of distinguished aristocracy
one might imagine they would
display somewhat more refined
tastes, and as for social grace
and manners, there too remains
an absolutely unacceptable
deficit; one expects more ....

She, the Dowager Duchess,
with her superior airs and tempers
whose every whim and whimsy
must, by custom, be indulged
without protest or demur, lest
she be displeased turning her
royal snout in disgust from us ....

And he, Master of All He Surveys
imperiously in tempestuous
annoyance should one ever
hesitate to obey, nor question the
appropriateness of his desires
lest a confrontation of wills ensue
with sadly predictable outcome ....

Who might have imagined their
appetites so pedestrian, so robust,
even in the physical dessication
of old age, with vastly fewer teeth
to masticate, they would clamour
for popped corn as an especial
indulgence, leaving behind on sofa
and rug the detritus of their greed?