an ode to natasha

There is a burning desire
Here in my heart
It won't go away 
So where do i start

I really don't know
So here goes


Before i knew you 
Oh way before you think 
Love it existed 
Lust was our link
Out of luck
Constantly knocked back
Kicked whilst down
So into the sack

Nat your the one 
Always here having fun 
Time to go on the run

Stalker alert.

Read the first letter of each line :[]

Very good Johnny, Oy Nat he will be up your shitter soon.

Not Betjemen at his best.

boltonbonce wrote:

From the crypt of the Church of St. Giles 
Came a scream that carried for miles 
Said the Vicar, "Good Gracious, 
Has Brother Ignatius 
Forgotten the Bishop has piles?"

Not Betjemen at his best.

Ouch...