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.