EVEN MORE VERSATILE VERSE !

Perhaps a lunch at a near country pub
Something quite special, not the usual grub

All served with linen, silver, crystal and bone china

He's gorgeous. We need to meet
but somewhere safe near my own street

Perhaps a lunch at a near country pub

Who knows where this night will end
I hope he will not offend

He's gorgeous. We need to meet.

The secret smile across a room
And your heart rate starts to boom

Who knows where this night will end

Maybe better to just stay single
But the thrill of the chase always gives a tingle

The secret smile across a room

Who knows what lies beneath the surface
If I choose unwisely I'll do myself a disservice

Maybe better to just stay single

Does such a perfect man exist?
No, because there is always a twist

Who knows what lies beneath the surface

But can still be thoughtful and kind
With an intelluctual mind

Does such a perfect man exist?

I like a man who is stoic and brave
Who looks the part and knows how to behave.

But can still be thoughtful and kind

Anything so long as he's not a wimp
always complaining about his painful limp

I like a man who is stoic and brave

But I do like a man with a bit of gumption
Or a policeman with a useful truncheon.

Anything as long as he's not a wimp

There’s no fool like an old fool I’ve sure heard it said
They rush in where angels fear to tread

But I do like a man with a bit of gumption

I wonder if he has a new love in the 'wings'
If he has I'll have some words with some stings

There's no fool like an old fool I've sure heard it said

And are no longer reading from the same page
I feel like I’m standing alone on a stage

I wonder if he has a new love in the ‘wings’

Am I happy or do I want a divorce?
Divorce is best if you've gone off course

And are no longer reading from the same page

The nights are getting longer
And that’s when I start to ponder

Am I happy or do I want a divorce?

By then I've missed my chance and you .....
But that made me wonder - is that deja vu

The nights are getting longer.

By then I've missed my chance and you .....
But that made me wonder - is that deja vu

The night's are getting longer

Sometimes it takes me a good day or two
To remember what I wanted to do

By then I've missed my chance and you .....

To see if I can think of a proper rhyme
I count the beats, and put words to time.

Sometimes it takes me a good day or two

It's one of those things on which I get hooked
I try it most days, I've always looked

to see if I can think of a proper rhyme

I think it's the heat, that's my excuse
Often my rhymes are rather obtuse

It's one of those things on which I get hooked

Please someone remember to begin a new thread
Someone brighter than me, I'm off my head.

I think it's the heat, that's my excuse

Not sending couplets, we need three, no slacking
And when we reach a thousand we mustn't be flagging

Please someone remember to begin a new thread

To write these verses is great fun
But we three lines from everyone!

No sending couplets, we need three, no slacking!