Two young ladies from Kent
Were dating the same faithless gent
When he showed up the wrong day, for one....
And that date was no fun
They were left wondering what it all meant.
Would he stick with the one he preferred,
And admit with the second he had erred?
Or would he cut his losses,
At least no divorces,
Have all moral limits been blurred?
Sounds like a soap opera plot.
Intended for the evening slot.
Some of us might find it funny or dumb,
Might appeal to some,
But many would simply turn off.
Yodeling is done by the Swiss,
When I tried it, it went hit or miss.
So I gargled with salt
Salty sounds not my fault,
Thank goodness, yodelling is not my greatest wish.
Uncle Herkiner's ego was great,
Which followed a family trait.
HIs dad's ego was bigger than his head
About that, enough said!
You can guess the grandchildren's fate.
