Colourful winged things
Will knock about his stomach
He'll say to himself
"aha! Shes mine at last"
But soon the wine will wear
And a dawning fear appears
That bites like salt on gash
As he'll realise what he's done
To take for full safekeeping
Another human being
And so the counsel is
If you still lose wallets and keys
Please dont shop for wedding rings
