SPECIALLY FOR DAVY ‘D’. ( not my finest moment but had to resist doing a limerick heehee )
Ah, Svetlana my bride my email Russian dove,
with your face that only a mother could love,
oh how you guzzled my stock of spiced rum
as I sat bewildered by your huge glasnost bum.
I’d no idea as you kissed the air saying ‘honey’
that you’d already started stealing my money.
Everyone told me that it would never work,
it’s just that you’re a bear and I’m a berk.
Now you’re back home where you were born
and I’m in slippers for a want of shoe horn.