Chapter (7) LOVE'S LOST ON MEA Chapter by MAD ENGLISHMANLOVE'S
LOST ON ME.
I
can't write lovey dovey, Although
she asks me to, I
didn't buy her flowers, To
show my love was true.
I
bought a new food mixer, Thought
that would be more use. Apparently
I got wrong, I
really thought she'd blow a fuse.
I
can't write lovey dovey, I've
tried it doesn't work. She
looked at it and laughed out loud, Then
just called me a berk.
I
go to work and do my job, And
bring her gifts of meat. I'd
like to think I'm not a slob, Then
drunk, fall in the street. I can't write lovey dovey, so my wife she went away. I couldn't understand it, she got a fridge on Christmas day. So now I sit here all alone, and think about my life. And all the useful kitchen stuff, I used to by my wife.
I didn't write lovey dovey, and now those days are gone. Damn sure I won't be starting now, I just turned sixty one. I'm sixty three really but it didn't fit.
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4 Reviews Added on September 7, 2014 Last Updated on November 3, 2017 AuthorMAD ENGLISHMANGreat Ponton, Lincolnshire, United KingdomAboutHeading for my 72nd birthday in April. I've enjoyed an eventful life. With the help of 2 wives I've managed to raise 3 children. Proud of my kids. I embrace all cultures but ultimately I'm proud to be.. more..Writing
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