- Erotic Poetry
- My Liverpool Bride
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Click here Thirty-five years you’ve been my scouse bride.
Darling I love you.
Please stay by my side.
We met in a club, the cavern in fact.
Darling I love you.
Please don’t break up our act.
I approached you, and you remember you screamed.
Darling I love you.
Please don’t take my dreams.
The Beatles played music. I didn’t belong.
Darling I love you.
Please help me be strong.
My health is now failing, my chat up lines gone.
Darling I love you.
Please help me hang on
Look after the children, they mean such a lot.
Darling I love you.
Please forget me not.
Of all of my chat lines, it seemed strange that you’d follow.
Darling I love you.
Please, you’re nice do you swallow?