My neighbour is from Cardiff in South Wales

Sally thinks I’m very young

I must get married with a song

Her interest makes my heart fall down and wail.

But when I dream deep in my sleep

I’ll meet a man and he will never fail

My fantasies will make men weak

Their knees are knocking like birds beaks

Now there’s thunder lightning fog and acid hail

I welcome comments and criticism

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