When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother, what will I be
Will I be pretty, will I be rich
Here’s what she said to me.
Oh your life is already set,
not giving a dam aint killed no one yet
You’ll land on two feet & that’s my best bet
I pity the heart ache of those you have met
When I was young, I fell in love
I asked my sweetheart what lies ahead
Will we have rainbows, day after day
Here’s what my sweetheart said.
Oh you have to be joking you know,
This is as far as my love will go
What we reap is what we must sow
I’m outa here, you take it easy bro!
Now I have children of my own
They asked their mother, what will they be
Will they be handsome, will they be rich
I told them tenderly.
Oh you bet your ass you will,
life’s what you make it, but still …
Don’t forget luck with a twist of thrill
Your on a course, and its going to be brill.
Now I grow older what do I see
My Mom was right when she spoke about me
And my kids are healthy, happy and free
So …. Whatever will be … will be!
Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future’s not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.
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? 🙂