Are you wearing a sash?
I think you’ll make a
splash
And normally you’d be
a smash
But isn’t that just a
bit rash
I mean for this kind
of a bash
For you only to wear a
sash
Are you wearing a sash?
I think you’ll make a
splash
And normally you’d be
a smash
But isn’t that just a
bit rash
I mean for this kind
of a bash
For you only to wear a
sash
In your Red flannel nighty
But if I might say
politely
You certainly don’t
look flighty
But in regard to your flannel
nighty
I don’t take my
objective lightly
Which is to get inside
it nightly
You are well endowed
Is it all you?
Or is it padded up
there
I won’t care
If you let me in up
there
And what about below
stairs
Just let me get in
under there
Into your under wear
And I will find your
derriere
Among your treasures
And some mutual
pleasures
My wife is very house proud
A domestic goddess n'est-ce
elle pas
She makes a Dyson look
obsolete
And her food wins a
Michelin star
She washes and irons
like a Trojan
And keeps the garden
tidy and neat
But all this counts
for nothing
As I love her because she’s
so sweet
Their bodies lay entwined
As they had so many
times before
It was in this final
lingering embrace
That she slowly
slipped away
Live a very good life
Live it honourably and
true
And live it to the
full
Then I will promise
you
That when you look
back
As your days begin to
wane
And you look back,
you’ll
Get to enjoy it all
over again
She has gone now
And has left a hole
Where my heart
Once resided
But her spirit
Is always with me
And hangs in the air
Like a breath of spring