The Girl What I Love
Now God he made an angel,
And he did make her fair,
With snooker for her eyebrows
And football in her hair.
Her ears were pints of lager,
Her nose a burger bar,
Her eyes were full of merriment
Like Clarkson in a car.
She knew just how to please me,
That naughty pizza slice,
She showed to me all her spanners and
They ditten half look nice.
If she should need a swift repair,
Or gadgets new installed,
I swore to be her handyman,
And come as soon as called.
I asked her for her number
And would she marry me?
She vanished in a puff of lies
And I went home for tea.
The moral of this story,
Which I shall tell you true,
Is drop that diggy donkey,
And cock-a-doodle-doo.
For once she came and twice she stayed
And thrice she went away.
Although she’s quite an eye-doll,
Her feet are Cassius Clay.
