New Limerick Thread II 2016 (following New Limerick Thread)

I could be a wild femme fatale
But I'm not quite that sort of gal,
I want to be cared for
For loving, prepared for

I could be a wild femme fatale
But I'm not quite that sort of gal,
I want to be cared for

I could be a wild femme fatale,
But I'm not quite that sort of gal,

Or find a young man who is rich
If you’re a cute heartless witch
Lure him with kisses
Empty promises
But knowing that soon he’ll be ditched.

I could be a wild femme fatale

Or find a young man who is rich
If you're a cute heartless witch
Lure him with kisses
Empty promises

Or find a young man who is rich
If you’re a cute heartless witch
Lure him with kisses

Or find a young man who is rich
If you’re a cute heartless witch

I wish I could afford good food
Not just cheaper stuff that is stewed
There must be a way
Find good job with good pay
And buy the very best that I could

Or find a young man who is rich

I wish I could afford good food
Nott just cheaper stuff that is stewed
There must be a way
Find job with good pay

I wish I could afford good food
Not just cheaper stuff that is stewed
There must be a way

I wish I could afford good food
No just cheaper stuff that is stewed

In my kitchen I roar and rage
Gordon Ramsey is near my age
But he's such a pain
No cursing - no gain
But somehow we're on the same page

I wish I could afford good food

In my kitchen I roar and rage
Gordon Ramsay is near my age
But he's such a pain
No cursing - no gain!
I’m a good cook, and a wise sage

I once wrote a Victorian Saga

In my kitchen I roar and rage
Gordon Ramsay is near my age
But he's such a pain
No cursing - no gain!

In my kitchen I roar and rage
Gordon Ramsay is near my age
But he's such a pain

In my kitchen I roar and rage
Gordon Ramsay is near my age

But now I’m an excellent chef
To criticisms I am deaf
A legend, that’s me
I charge a large fee
My customers draw a shocked breath.

In my kitchen I roar and rage

But now I'm an excellent chef
To criticisms I am deaf
A legend, that's me
I charge a large fee

But now I’m an excellent chef
To criticisms I am deaf
A legend, that’s me

But now I’m an excellent chef
To criticisms I am deaf

Though school wasn’t always so great
That gristly meal on my plate
So hard to swallow
Rice pud to follow
We longed to run out of the gate.

But now I’m an excellent chef

Though school wasn't always so great
That gristly meat on my plate
So hard to swallow
Rice pud to follow

Though school wasn’t always so great
That gristly meat on my plate
So hard to swallow

Though school wasn't always so great
That gristly meat on my plate

It took me back to my childhood
When I would play in the wild wood
Fun days with great friends
When the joy never ends
Would sure go back there if I could.

Though school wasn't always so great