Excuse me, miss ruby lips.. I don’t mean to be rudely disrespectful But I saw you on the corner of the block Looking pretty, in a gorgeous frock Standing there, forlorn and lost And I had you in my sights In my mind the co-ordinates were locked I had intentions of meeting you I wanted it to be more than just a thought Now, I hope I’m not being too forward or obnoxious, but you’re a voluptuous jewel With an innocent and natural essence Such beauty, I felt instantly enraptured in seconds.

Now I think you’re not married. Would that be an accurate guessing? Well, that fact is sad and depressing, how no-one has yet jumped at the chance to have your hand, for a spectacular wedding Someone ought to put you on their list, at the top.

Now miss, its nearly half-past, would you perhaps, like to go for a drink and a chat? Something to scoff, if you have the appetite? She grinned as I asked So I motioned with a dink of my hat, for her to enter my carriage Horses were whipped, and I whisked her off, into the thickness of the blackest night