Mr Bachelor
Hello ‘Mr. Bachelor’?,
The slayer and spinsters ‘Councellor’,
Mr. Nothing goes for ‘Something’,
Uncle something speaks for ‘Nothing’,
I know your magic wand is ‘Rotten’,
Like a creed ‘Forgotten’,
Since anything under the ‘Skirt’,
Is what makes most men to ‘Flirt’,
You’ve had your season standing ‘Tall’,
And you promised them a seasoning ‘Mall’,
”Fine Boy ” is what they call ‘You’,
As you continue to strike ‘through’,
I know you are still a ‘Barchelor’,
But remember some had once been ‘Bar-chair-lords’,
When the time comes it would ‘Halt’,
And I’m sure it would ‘Hurt’…….