I don’t remember what I woreOr who sat next to meI don’t remember who cried moreOr who came just to see I don’t remember hymns they playedOr readings that were readI don’t remember which ones saidThat you weren’t really dead I just remember how you lookedWhen you slept next to meThe Sunday dinners that you … Continue reading Soup For One
Social Distancing still stands Love's rules are not allowed Two metres favours just one man: The very well-endowed
I’ve got two mutts who sniff the buttsOf dogs whom they don’t knowBut what is worse and quite perverseThis passes for Hello!Imagine if we all did thisWhen meeting someone newIf that’s hello I'd like to knowHow one would say Adieu!
My love is like a red red rose... One Scottish bard chose to expose. My ex was like a Yucca plant And on the Yeuch, I'm adamant.
Rapunzel's prince betrothed his love Her freedom he was wishing her Alas, he could not climb above She'd used too much conditioner
I gave my heart to you, my loveOne February nightInvoking all that's up aboveI prayed you’d hold it tight.And after we had made romance(for that’s what I still call it)You rose and gave a loving glanceThen made off with my wallet.Apparently you went for lunchWith someone I don’t knowBut looking back, I have a hunchIt … Continue reading St Valentine’s Day Mascara