Fixed upon a
stare
and I dare untie the look.
needlepoints and button hooks
and afternoon spent with Aunt Maud.
She covered up piano legs
and
wrote letters to the press
but,
as mad a box of monkeys
nevertheless.
Down the coach and horses in the 'snug'
with a bottle of stout
easy to get her in there
next to impossible getting her out
and then dear Lord you took Aunt Maud
a mistake you'll come to rue and
when she bends your ear for half a year
you'll not know what to do.
Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 1:50 PM UTC
Fixed upon a
stare
and I dare untie the look.
needlepoints and button hooks
and afternoon spent with Aunt Maud.
She covered up piano legs
and
wrote letters to the press
but,
as mad a box of monkeys
nevertheless.
Down the coach and horses in the 'snug'
with a bottle of stout
easy to get her in there
next to impossible getting her out
and then dear Lord you took Aunt Maud
a mistake you'll come to rue and
when she bends your ear for half a year
you'll not know what to do.
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