• Ode to the f** who lives down the street.
    He lively, and happily takes my place
    when dear asks for me to shop with her

    Ode to the f** who lives down the street.
    He jumps at any given asking to
    Comfort my lover when her mum Says she is worthless

    Ode to the f** down the street.
    He places on a mask of my face,
    And sits through my darling one's
    ferneral for her mum

    Ode to the f** down the street
    If it wasn't for you, I would
    Be like all the other
    Fat, depressing husbands

    But ode to you, f**
    I get angry so very, very much,
    When you try and be me( You sneaky slut),
    And sneak a good ******** Out of my Wife.