It's our wedding anniversary tomorrow and like every year we're potless. How I wish I never let my father-in-law talk us into changing the date from the 25th to the 18th. (The 25th is pay day)
Anyway, indulge me if you will as I present you with this ditty...
When times are tough, the money's tight
A look at bank statements can be a fright
The bottom line may look obsene
An indictment of a past regime
The future's here, it starts today
Life is for living so let's all play
Our time is coming, of that I'm sure
Yes I know, I've said it all before
Just stay strong my dear, it's not all bad
To dwell on mistakes only make us sad
We have each other and that's what counts
And for 13 years, a modern romance
And now I would like someone to write a fourth verse which will lighten the mood. Be as rude and lewd as you like. Ignore this request and I'll know where I stand...