BernardYoung

By BernardYoung

Partners

Mine insisted that the house was neat
When she hoovered the lounge I had to lift my feet


Mine would have driven me to an early grave
She expected me to wash and shave


Mine used to rule the roost
She dared to talk while I read Proust


Mine always had an aching head
When I licked my lips and said 'It's time for bed'


I woke up one morning and mine was gone
Is it possible to get another one?



Put another log on the fire...

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