A Meeting Of Friends

The two Plymouthonians and the one Welsh woman
Turned up at the services to meet us
The little grey car came gliding by out Jumped Sal
All giddy and high

Poor Kizzie &; Allan got out of the car
They just stood and watched from a far
Our chins were scraping along the ground
For Sal was jumping around and around

Then all of a sudden Kizzie ran fast
Straight towards Mags whos heart might not last
Kizz thought it was Me cos of the short hair
Mags just stamped and said its not fair.

Dave was agog, Mags tried to hide
Gail was stunned, Netty just cried
The ran kids ran off in dismay
"Dont worry kids, it'll soon be Tuesday"

Gail made spaghetti ever so nice
Infact she was clever and so she cooked twice
Kizz sat outside banned from the house
Smoking her fags as quiet as a mouse

At the end of the visit
We asked em to stay
And please don't leave us
But they drove away

A memorable few days
Was had by all
Meeting new people
And having a ball