Middle Class Wooing

Don’t
bother
picking
flowers

They
will just
make me
sneeze

If you
really
want to
impress me

Just
bring
a wheel
of cheese

For an
‘expensive’
bottle
of wine

And a
little
bit of
Brie

Is
really
all it
takes

To get
into
bed
with me

Gone Since September

Life gets a little easier

Day by day

As the worst of the heartache

Fades away

But the ostracism

That never ends

Although I’ve done all I can

To apologise and make amends