Through the years we played the game
Of love, soon learning all the rules
And my heart even now she schools
From a simple photoframe
Your sexiest aspect when we’re in bed
Are you eyes – they thrill me dead
They gleam, so narrow, blue, so rude...
On my bonce to the right of the crown
A hallowed patch on my thatch I trow
‘Tis where your snazzy lips came down...
