Keen on Kyle, she rings

And claims she's pocket dialled

"Are you sure?" he smiles.

For Pete's sake, Jake's baked

A cake. He's sweet on Pete and

Pete loves cake to eat.

Double decker bus

Upstairs front seat, alone they

Snuggle. What a treat.

Butterflies flutter

In guys who stutter, smitten

With wonderful girls.

Sleep tight, my amour

Roses round the cottage door

Far from city toil.

She needs change from him.

He gives the correct amount.

Now she’s buying it.