Permissive Path

Permissive Path by Rob Barratt A permissive path who slept around Made her bed with common ground She was quickly impregnated And subsequently cultivated She produced a crop of baby corn But now she’s shacked up …. With a lawn One day she’ll hit a rocky patch She’ll go to seed soon, just you watch Her secret truth will be revealed Of how she loved to play the field I guess she knew what “lost the plot” meant In her failed affair with an allotment Nobody could ever make her Settle down with half an acre It’s she who is the little flirt It’s me who likes to dish the dirt