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.
My valentine suggested wine I bought the best champagne Then after making love we dined On Chocolate Frangipane. Why don’t we do this every night? She cooed after our frolics So, now we do and that is why We’re toothless alcoholics.
Said Narcissus's missus: No kiss is as his is...
I have a friend, Mr Dearden Statistics say he’s one in ten Who lives at Number 2-2-3 Look for the house that has a tree. His job is fixing old machines Throughout the night, by any means Days off, he reconditions cars And meets his mates in select bars. Devoted uncle, brother, son He always … Continue reading Decimulled
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.The next day you were seen at lunchWith someone I don’t knowBut looking back, I … Continue reading St Valentine’s Day Mascara
I bade my love compose an ode To prove her heart was true Reciting To Him All Is Owed She blushed the whole way through I bade my love prepare a feast Befitting of her lord She cooked for me the finest beast Her dowry would afford I bade my love take out a boat … Continue reading Over, Lord
My love, you’re a Tahitian girl That dances on the sand Who charms the breeze with every twirl And gesture of her hand My love, you're absinthe through the veins Each time my lips are kissed A cruel elixir bringing pain Which no man can resist My love, to me you are a song Whose … Continue reading Roll Play
Of Cleopatra it was said Her loves were so prolific Recording all their antics led To six new hieroglyphics