CELIA'S POEMS

            No 106  July 01

            My first husband had a pal,

            In fact he worked with him,

            When I was in hospital with my 3rd baby,

            For some reason Jack brought him in.

            I’d just had 3 in 3years,

            He said I’d like to bet,

            You’ll be in here again next year,

            I said you can forget.

            He said he’d really like a bet,

            He’d put a bob on it,

            I’d always thought him very strange,

            In fact he was a twit.

            But I went and lost my bet,

            My fourth came as he said,

            He said we’d go out for a meal,

            Something else for me to dread.

            We went to a nice restaurant,

            There was just the four of us,

            He brought his wife, I’d never met,

            I’m sure we went by bus.

            He called the waiter over,

            For a glass of water for relief,

            I thought that he was feeling ill,

            But in the glass he put his teeth.

            So there we were looking at the glass,

            I felt sick when my meal came,

            That was the end of our friendship,

            We never went out again.