Oh dear, what a shock!
Didn’t see you, who did I knock?
Cursed optician paid him good cash!
Can you blame me for being so rash?
Damn, these lenses make my eyes blink,
Pull you up, shall I buy us a drink?
Two vodkas, barman and make it snappy,
I’ll take these off to make me happy.
Well there, dear you do look nice,
Got some time for some friendly advice?
I need a friend to keep me warm,
Don’t worry, girl you’ll get no harm!
Let’s go home to a cosy place
We’ll talk some more and increase the pace.
In through the door, sit here on the couch,
I can’t see straight without specs I’ll vouch.
This old prescription’s a better plan,
See things clearer oh no you’re a man!
© 09/1995
