I'm in danger of losing my marbles.
My wife hasn't any to lose.
She sits up in bed and she garbles.
I'll buy her a new pair of shoes.
My wife has been mad for some years now,
Sedated on bath-salts and booze.
But they only worsen her fears now.
So I'll buy her a new pair of shoes.
There's something about them that calms her,
And lets her return to a snooze.
So I'll find the elixir that charms her:
I'll buy her a new pair of shoes.
She'll stop all the shouting and lowing
When she sees the new box; it imbues
Her with stillness. Now I'd best be going
To buy her a new pair of shoes.
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