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Flying Lemming
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20 december 2011

Great Date

I know the date didn’t go that great
Collecting you I was an hour late
And while I was waiting in your flat
I knocked over your plant and sat on the cat
And it really wasn’t that bad a mess
When I shut the car door on your dress
And when we were at the restaurant
I ordered stuff I thought you’d want
But you didn’t want what I’d suggest
I don’t know why, it was cheapest
I thought you’d like to have fondue
Though I admit I didn’t really ask you
Then I knocked over the melted cheese
Into your lap, scolding your knees
And when I responded to your yelp
I spilling your wine which didn’t help
And after it had all calmed down
I wanted to turn the mood around
I tried to be tender with gentle touch
But because I had drank too much
I caught my sleeve on your earring
Which must have given quite a sting
It’s lucky you had that red shawl
The blood didn’t show hardly at all
And I really must apologies
That I took so long to realise
That I didn’t have my wallet in sight
So thanks for paying the bill that night
But through all this there was a spark there
It’s a pity next week you’re washing your hair




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