Tams The Golden Girl
Things are going to plan
The timer is set, all is going well
The scene is set no one about
This plan is working swell.
Just time to get ready
Get things just right
The moon is up, the stars are out
This is going to be my night...
Wine is poured the timer goes
A knock comes at the door
Not expecting anyone
I wonder what they are knocking for...
Quickly I deal with the timer
The door bell then suddenly rings
I don’t want the company
I am doing other things...
It is friends, they just walk in
I am frustrated and I am now shaken
My night of indulgence is now over
As my new baked sausage rolls are taken