The Cake Shop

The Cake Shop There was a small cake shop near the bath-house If I had money went in there for a coffee and a cake the girl behind the counter smiled I fell under her spell and my heart beating too fast made me dizzy Her name was Berta and the loveliest thing on earth I must invite her out for a walk in the park. She closed her shop at five I borrowed brother`s tie and used his after shave. Alas outside the shop stood a man tall and handsome I walked by and into a deep shadow. When she came out, they kissed and walked hand in hand down the road, she said something and he laughed. Devastated I sank to the ground and bitterly cried how stupid I had been the burning shame, couldn`t go into her shop again had she told him about me when she laughed? Found another place where an old lady of thirty served I felt at ease with her, she laughed and often kissed me. But life is not sweet chocolate I had to work and with no education I joined the merchant navy a place for poor boys who didn`t want to work in factories, and left dreams behind. Or did I?