All Six Numbers
The clouds fell down upon my head
and filled my summer clothes with lead.
My surfer's shirt of red and blue
had turned a funny coloured hue.
white canvass pants had morphed to black
black undies had crept from my crack.
I cried and cried, my heart had sank;
my winning lotto all washed blank.
On getting home I called the wife
that one and only of my life.
While waiting like a cold dead cod
the gardener gave me the nod.
'She's over there down by the pool'.
So drenched I strolled; I looked a tool
'It rained' I said 'I got all wet'
'did you send off the lotto yet'?
I explained to her my plight
"You stupid little piece of shite".
She cursed and cried; she was bereft,
at six o fucking clock she left.
The clouds fell down upon my head
and filled my summer clothes with lead.
My surfer's shirt of red and blue
had turned a funny coloured hue.
white canvass pants had morphed to black
black undies had crept from my crack.
I cried and cried, my heart had sank;
my winning lotto all washed blank.
On getting home I called the wife
that one and only of my life.
While waiting like a cold dead cod
the gardener gave me the nod.
'She's over there down by the pool'.
So drenched I strolled; I looked a tool
'It rained' I said 'I got all wet'
'did you send off the lotto yet'?
I explained to her my plight
"You stupid little piece of shite".
She cursed and cried; she was bereft,
at six o fucking clock she left.