Monday, 16 January 2023

TOO OBVIOUS FOR ME

 

Every morning, I watched you

As you got on the bus with graceful ease

You skirt just the wrong side of modest

Your blouse low cut to tease

I never knew your name

You were just the flirt in a skirt

My friend was obsessed by you

But although I could look at you with lust

You were not for me, not quite my cup of tea

I liked the quiet girl, two seats in front

Who got on and off the bus unnoticed

Except of course for me, I saw her

And I knew her name, and I married her

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