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The Web Poetry Corner - J D Cully - Don't Have Him

Don't Have Him

by

J D Cully

(answer to the Beautiful South song 'Don't Marry Her')

To him you're just the outside
Of a trouser sausage roll
A break in between Special Brews
So take my heart and soul
I'll never get so fat and smelly
That is plain to see
Don't have him, marry me

And your love life tastes of flat Coke
And there's sparkle in your eyes
The only thing that interests him
Is right between your thighs
He'll dump his dirty socks
Right in front of your TV
Don't have him, marry me

And you see a bad moon rising over Sutton and Cheam
And you realise it's just a Saturday night's dream
Why be just a ride?
You'd make a lovely bride
Don't have him, marry me

At night your cries of passion
Are fit to wake the dead
When morning comes his bottom burps
Have stunk out all the bed
And then he leaves you lying there
While he goes on the spree
Don't have him, marry me

You're an English rose with honours
You've the bearing of a queen
He's an MSc in slobbing
He's a casual sex machine
He'll suck out all the juice
Then throw you back into the sea
Don't have him, marry me

And you see a bad moon rising over Sutton and Cheam
And you realise it's just a Saturday night's dream
Why be just a ride?
You'd make a lovely bride
Don't have him, marry me


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