Читать книгу Songs I Sing - B. Germain Reynolds - Страница 16

Loans and Liens

If you loan me your blouse

And I run through your house

Naked and needy

Horny and greedy

And you called me a louse

With the morals of a mouse

Then I would levy a lien

Over your happy face mien

I would spit in your tea

For the whole world to see

I would write on your walls

And send you prank calls

I would hold your dog to ransom

And call your grief handsome

And if you did nothing to stop me

Refusing to exact a fee

Turning the other cheek

Until it is battered and weak

Sitting at my feet

My touch your torrid treat

Then soon you would be a silly goose

With your heart tied up in a noose

Wasting precious time

Feasting on foolish rhyme

Heeding my foolish rants

If you let me wear the pants.