As your eyes see split ups are dire ado
I thought it was a serious love on sight
It turned out tete a tete a plangent plight
Odd parent pundits simply need a talking to
Ill be frank first I felt I did love you
I felt a fondness back if not meshed quite
In grinding gears or crunching cogs all night
I praised you not enough and that I rue
As braggarts go he wasnt such a bore
Long time established solid routine sex
His sporting injury sustained sheer chore
A frenchie ribbed a buzzing egg off flex
I nursed him better now hes never ill
Ill wave byebye my beau Ill weep a rill
Chorus ill ailing sick
