EE LOVE…..

 

“Ee, love, what a sad time to meet –

You could have knocked me right off me feet

When I heard about your Stan –

Such a lovely, lovely, man…

 

He was all but in his prime –

Well, we all must go sometime –

Ee, love, now, don’t take on so:

Here’s a clean hanky: now bear up, you know

Time will heal…..Eh, your Stan –

Such a kind, lovely man –

 

 

Ee, love, it’s late – I must go:

Arthur’s tea won’t make itself! – but you know,

It’s been lovely to see you, though I do have to say

I could wish that we’d met on a happier day…..”

 

“I wonder who that woman was? –

I can’t be sure,

but don’t think I’ve ever seen her before…

I only ask, because….

Because….

 

She never stopped talking

And only got walking

When she’d worked her way through

Most of th’buffet; mind you,

It’s a rum old to-do

When you can’t do a spread

For the dear, deceased, dead………

 

But what mithers me head:

Is

My man was called Fred………..