Scary day!

I’d just popped off for a wee, you see,
As men of my age do,
I’d be as quick as I could be,
Just going to the loo.

But she was quick, she moved away,
And hid inside the store,
And when I came back from the loo that day,
I couldn’t find her anymore.

I wandered into footwear,
Looked around and stopped to pause,
But I couldn’t see her anywhere,
(I even fumbled in their draws).

I stood in ladies dresses,
(didn’t like the look of that),
Still no sign of her blonde tresses,
(But I looked lovely in that hat).

I wandered into ‘fancies’,
And I stood along a thong,
But I was getting some strange glances,
(So I didn’t stay there long).

I stepped across to girdles,
Those things that hold it in,
And I held my breath till it curdled,
(Although I really felt quite thin).

And when it came to nightwear,
My feelings were quite flat,
I thought I saw her over there,
(But I wouldn’t sleep in that!).

Then finally I found her,
(That saved a heart attack),
Then I put my arms around her,
(And I asked for my wallet back !) Lol.

Mick
(Copyright Michael Westwood 2015)