Revenge Upon Revenge Upon Revenge

REVENGE UPON REVENGE UPON REVENGE There was a young Woman called Mrs. Dancy Always dressed so fancy, Used to gossip and flirt a lot, Which was a bad fault. Mrs Dancy was a butterfly Fliiting and flowing From one lover To another. Her first name Nancy, Always wore a low cleavage She was thirty five and good Looking, her revealing shorts, Didn’t hide much, her boyfriend, Encouraged her role In the village, he had a goal, And it worked, every husband Was mesmerized by her beauty, Her body and her long blonde, Hair, she had one eye brown And the other blue, which Worked out to her advantage Keep it quite, said the men, The wives must not get to know! But the wives in the village, Were quite sure, That two knocks on their door, “meant” meet me, so a plan Was devised By the wives, They watched and waited, Nancy, done with her duties And paid handsomely, Arrived back home To find Mrs Brown Enjoying a roll in the hay With her boyfriend, And every day Another wife was found! Nancy revealed all To the husbands, Who could not scold their wives, For everyone was guilty, So sorry’s were said quickly, What they were about to hear, Filled them all with fear One Sunday her boyfriend said, Well Nancy my dear, Tomorrow I’m out of here, But I leave you all with Something to remember, I have the clap, And now so do you all, And the husbands From their wives promiscuity, I guess I’ve ruined your lives, Time to go back To my wife, And our children, of five, So he left, With his theft! Nancy sought out his wife Told her that she Had lived with Her husband for a while, And that he had the clap, What a nasty chap, Does he think I don’t know said his wife, He has always been so Going to and fro But hear this Nancy, said his wife None of the five, Are his, Gee whizz Said Nancy, Good for you My lips are sealed But don’t ever think that I’ll say ‘I do’!