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.
Copyright © Roy Pett | Year Posted 2018
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