I used to be indecisive
At least I thought so
But I am now quite
sure
That I don’t actually
know
I used to be indecisive
At least I thought so
But I am now quite
sure
That I don’t actually
know
She was a real nature girl
Dancing happily in the
meadows
Like a flitting summer
sprite
With no thought of
cares and woes
As she frolic’s like a
lamb all day
Till the lengthening
of the shadows
I met my prospective father in law at the weekend
And he seemed quite
normal when I saw him
So, I was quite pleased
until my girlfriend said
“Everyone seems normal
until you get to know them”
“I need you to delete me from your address book”
My ex-girlfriend emailed
me to express
I pondered for some time
before I replied
“Who is this? And how
did you get this address?”
My sister is a sophisticate
And has travelled far away
She’s been to a Taj Mahal
That isn’t an Indian takeaway
Doctor Foster
Went to Gloucester
But the police
followed
As he was an imposter
Are you wearing tarty garb?
Well, I will say this
for a start
You might well get
picked up
But no one wants to date
a tart