Lets call the whole thing off.
You say potatoes and I say terters
You swim in pools, I like mucky werters
You arise and shower, I gerrup n wash me honds
You go to Ibiza, I like Blackpool sonds.
To you I am your friend, to me yome me mucker
You are tall and graceful but oim a rear gud looker
You wear head attire and I put on me yat
You ask where I coming from and I say where yo at?
You say be quiet please and I say shut yo ferrce
You think things unlucky. but to me its the bloody cerse
Goodbye you say and I respond with, Oh yeah torah a bit
I just dow think it’s gonna werk, we aye gunna fit.
You dow like gray peas n bercon n yo hardly ever loff
I think it time me mucker, we called the ole thing off.
WARNING .. Do not read the next bit if you have a nervous disposition.
Did you read this rhyme and think out loud; “You know that aint arf bad”
Did you click on the ‘like it’ though? …Oh boy I wish you had!
I’m getting self conscious now cause No one likes my stuff,
I try real hard, I really do! but it seems it’s not enough.
Now look what you have done to me, I’m feeling all morose
I’m not about to scarp this blog but I’m getting very close
Have I made you feel guilty yet? are you thinking; “Oh what a shame”,
“this girl is sad, now I feel bad, because yes I am to blame”!
Hold up, I jest! Awwww dow look sad, I’m just taking the Mike
but all this could be avoided if you’d only hit that like!
Cheeky cow aye I? 🙂