I am a single man and happy to be so
But I keep being set
up by my mother
And the latest had
very friendly eyes
As they kept looking
at each other
I am a single man and happy to be so
But I keep being set
up by my mother
And the latest had
very friendly eyes
As they kept looking
at each other
Looking at my aunties face
Is like reading in the
Lamborghini
It’s all right for a
few minutes,
Then you start to feel
queasy
The man’s face was crimson red
And heavily pockmarked
too
Like he recently been
on fire
And put out with a Golf
shoe
He had a large red nose
Just like a strawberry
His pock marked snozz
Was not a thing of
beauty
But it was not a
drinker’s nose
In fact on the
contrary
It was actually the
result
Of learning to eat
with cutlery