All Is Well That Ends Well

Oh why so devastated in such a state what to wear, to say, on my first date should I be early, oh must not be late will she think I’m totally useless or great perhaps take flowers, single rose or bouquet? take her for a meal, go dutch or should I pay? we are meeting in town, near the railway must not mention marriage or Valentine’s Day, I ticked every box, well groomed dressed to kill, standing outside saw her walking down the hill quickly checked and popped in a fresh breath pill greeted her, hello Jenifer, whoops her names Jill, tried to apologise but started to shake and stutter then stepped back fell landed in the gutter she looked at me said I think you need a cuppa ended up in a cafe, a fry up with bread and butter.