While eaves dropping in the vestry
I heard mention of a
blasphemy palaver
Or so I thought, but
it turned out
That the vicar said raspberry
pavlova
While eaves dropping in the vestry
I heard mention of a
blasphemy palaver
Or so I thought, but
it turned out
That the vicar said raspberry
pavlova
Are you wearing your hair in a bob?
I think they’ve done a
good job
It makes you look like
a flapper
No, I didn’t say you
were a slapper
From the roaring
twenties, a party girl
No, I didn’t say you
were a tarty girl
Instead of having your
hair cut short
In order to prevent
any auditory, distort
And to stop you miss
hearing things
You should have had
your ears syringed
My friend just returned from America
Where he had undergone
surgery
To have a hearing aid
implant fitted
And he was telling me
about it excitedly
He said it was space
age, state of the art
Twenty thousand
dollars and worth every dime
I asked about the battery,
“What type is it”?
He said I think it’s a
little after nine