As I'm new to the blog thing I am feeling a need
To blog often so you'll forgive my speed
At giving you stories that are worthless and crap
As I ramble and tell you my book of blog scrap
Bert and I had a great night out
With Daisy Turnip, her man and Bailey boy scout
We discovered that they were our long lost twins
Separated at birth - cause we all like blue gins
The men are nicely acquainted with the finer things in life
Like good food, fine wine, whisky chasers and a very fine wife
Us women are scatty and have minds full of stuff
But love their men dearly or is this a bluff?
We know how each feels without having to say
What strange things we do cause its just our way
We know what each means when we say to each other
That we quietly understand the strains our lives cover
Working each day with our desks such a clutter
Our brains are no better and often we mutter
But its nice to have someone that already knows
What I meant to be say cause she know how it goes
Daisy Turnip - my hat off to you I must take
For interrupting my life for a much needed break
