I once had a boyfriend from Diss
Who was too backward to give me a kiss.
He gazed with round eyes,
When I told him lies
Which rather depleted my bliss.
I never tell lies to my lovers
Or are they just birds undercover?
I never succumb
Which makes all feel glum,…
But love is not worth all the bother.
I prefer conversation to sex
And I far prefer money to cheques.
We all have our view
On what we should do.
I even prefer real life to texts
My sister came to see me today.She said she’d forgotten the password for starting the car,so we gave it a few kicks and it started albeit reluctantly.I said,
You should have left the key in the ignition.So she said,
You’re out of date.
Do you mean out on a date,I queried anxiously,
We can’t get married ,she said
Why not,said I, what harm would it do?After all lesbians can marry,
But we’re not lesbians,she muttered.
Well, that is true,I riposted.What do you suggest?
Why should I suggest anything,she replied curtly.
Alright be like that,I said,I only came for the icecream anyway.
Sometimes I feel I am going mad.But mainly I know I was born like this and there’s not much I can do except go with the flow,if you get the drift.The race might not go to the swift after all but to the slow,
Love must be so pliant , like a blade of grass, Bowing to the wind, till the storm has passed. Love is enigmatic Like the sphinx’s smile. Waiting for an answer, Nothing is on file. Love is often near us Yet we do not see. Sometimes where we are Is just the place to be
How my heart sings 