A friend of my son's girlfriend
A nice young lad from the US of A
Wanted me to make his day
He begged of me to repeat after him
And say a few words; without rancour!
My dear son had asked me to come over
As he was amused: thought I'd refuse
So I listened to that request that day and
What could I say; but;
"Okay lad: I'll make your day!"
So I turned round and called him a
“Bloody w-anchor!”
I must confess I was embarrassed
But could I have done any less?
It was such a simple request but
I was blushing red by the time that I fled
Thinking “What had I got myself into?”
My son confessed later on
That I’d passed the test and
Was now a number one mother!
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