Oh, what to do?!
I was happy being engaged to my dear Poshie until...
I was happy being engaged to my dear Poshie until...
But as I was gazing at the stars after Poshie's nightly visit...
And there was my darling Melvin loitering with intent.....
"Mary?.. Look I can explain...Oh, it's You, Posh Piece!"
"My darling Melvin!", I cried, "You have come back for me!"
"Er.. Yeah", he husked...
"Come to my bedchamber, my love. We will celebrate and fulfill our reunion!"
"Aw, why not?", Melvin shrugged.
"My darling Melvin!", I cried, "You have come back for me!"
"Er.. Yeah", he husked...
"Come to my bedchamber, my love. We will celebrate and fulfill our reunion!"
"Aw, why not?", Melvin shrugged.
Our limbs interlocked in the moonlight
"Yes, my darling, yes!", I cried
"Keep your voice down!", he said urgently.
"Yes, my darling, yes!", I cried
"Keep your voice down!", he said urgently.
Two minutes later, Melvin held me close and whispered words of love .... "I'm 'ungry, Posh Piece, Can you lend us 20 quid? Got a fag?" His utterings sent shivers down my spine!
How do I break this news to my parents... and Lord Posh, of my new engagement....?
But surely they'd understand the mysterious ways of true love...... wouldn't they?
But surely they'd understand the mysterious ways of true love...... wouldn't they?