ANOTHER FINE BEGINNING.
Posted: March 8th, 2011, 4:54 am
And Max’s wife said, I’d rather
Screw Mr Spodish along the hall
Than you, and Max said, what’s
So special about Mr Spodish?
And his wife said, at least he
Smiles at me passing on the
Stairs and says good morning
To me and has manners and
Doesn’t pass wind in front of
Me and always opens the door
For me and Max said, sure and
Only because he’d like to get into
Your panties and have his way
With you and his wife said, you’re
Jealous of him because you’re
Just a bum, a good for nothing,
Drinking, smoking, womanizing
Bum and Max had a slurp of his
Coffee and a bite of his toast and
Stared at her across the breakfast
Table, taking in her eyes and hair
And lips and the way her ears poked
Through the hair at the sides and
The small dimples on her cheeks
And said, while you’re out at the
Shops don’t forget to buy me my
Motor magazine and cigarettes
And buy yourself a new dress and
Book a table for two at the posh
Restaurant for Friday night and she
Looked back at him and said, ok
And next time you see Mr Spodish,
Tell him to quit eyeing me over and
Lusting after me and Max said,
Consider it done, Honey, consider
It done, and blew his wife a kiss
Across the table over the coffee pot
And toast rack and cereal box and
Small pot of flowers and ashtray,
Another fine beginning, Max thought
Biting into the toast, to another fine day.
Screw Mr Spodish along the hall
Than you, and Max said, what’s
So special about Mr Spodish?
And his wife said, at least he
Smiles at me passing on the
Stairs and says good morning
To me and has manners and
Doesn’t pass wind in front of
Me and always opens the door
For me and Max said, sure and
Only because he’d like to get into
Your panties and have his way
With you and his wife said, you’re
Jealous of him because you’re
Just a bum, a good for nothing,
Drinking, smoking, womanizing
Bum and Max had a slurp of his
Coffee and a bite of his toast and
Stared at her across the breakfast
Table, taking in her eyes and hair
And lips and the way her ears poked
Through the hair at the sides and
The small dimples on her cheeks
And said, while you’re out at the
Shops don’t forget to buy me my
Motor magazine and cigarettes
And buy yourself a new dress and
Book a table for two at the posh
Restaurant for Friday night and she
Looked back at him and said, ok
And next time you see Mr Spodish,
Tell him to quit eyeing me over and
Lusting after me and Max said,
Consider it done, Honey, consider
It done, and blew his wife a kiss
Across the table over the coffee pot
And toast rack and cereal box and
Small pot of flowers and ashtray,
Another fine beginning, Max thought
Biting into the toast, to another fine day.