LIKE PASSING SHIPS IN THE NIGHT . . .

Like passing ships in the night – we passed on boats that crossed the sea

I saw you and I know you saw me - us both could see each other’s destiny

As the modern age was upon us - I checked the net and checked the list

To see if I could find you - then see if I could barter you for a loving kiss

There was only one ship passing at the time - only 4 men that were free

I thought “I am gonna find ya” - and see if you felt the same way as me

Like a stalker to its prey - I rummage on me lappy I found you on the net

So I booked a return ticket - then I could then hopefully - win my own bet 

With glad rags on - upon another ship I then sailed the great Atlantic sea

To find you upon another passing ship in the night - looking madly at me

       

I was started to think clever now - and hopefully I could bring this all to stop

Once ashore I stood my ground - butty in hand - waited at South end dock

Until that passing ship in the night with you - returned and put itself in shore

Had you not thought the same - thinking that you now - also knew the score

I waited until all had disembarked the ship - and you were nowhere to be seen

Like a knife cut through my heart - I thought how could have life been so mean

My butty box was empty - I had no choice - and with a heavy heart went home

I placed my keys within the door - when did I not hear the ringing of the phone

And with a cough and a fart - a voice had me trembling right down to my knees

I become so hot and flustered - that it even upset me very attached to me fleas

Like a stalker to its prey - this one had won its spotty grotty fair maidens heart

I ran out to meet him - super glue in hand - to make sure we never have to part

It was straight into McDonald’s - where we both ordered a double burger meal

We sat back and relaxed as we both discussed the topic of the beef killing fields

The effects of the O-zone layer - and the skin cancer - that was now eating me

He dropped his glass eye into the coke cola - it not half came out with a sheen

So there you have it - happy and reunited from those passing ships in the night

Now super glued together - with his toupee hanging ever so slightly to the right

We got the No 10 bus home - walked some - smoked some - then ran in doors

And gave it some welly between the sheets - while he swore I am forever yours

Indiana Shaw . . . ; )