Bad Luck Lucy


I used to have a high powered job

I was a girl going places

Until that fateful day

The day of the presentation

When I bent over

In front of the CEO and owner

Of Billbe Technology

And flashed my butt crack

I was mortified

As he pretended not to notice

What made things worse Chrissy

Was your name

It was tattooed

On my lower back

Why have you got my name

Tattooed on your person

Because I am deeply attracted to you

I must say that I am flattered

But you are not really my type

As you are if the truth be told

You are rather large

That is where it all began to go downhill

I am not longer the same Lucy

Even when I go out on a date these days

It ends up clinging to my dress

I feel like I am destined for Beachy Head

Do you like it Anne

You are a genius Joe

I feel that you have captured

The angst of being a modern girl

You will help many people

Would you help me on my next project

Of course

There is a disturbing rise in suicides

Middle Aged men are more prone

To end their miserable lives

Everything is bleak

They are unwanted

The country is in a poor state

May I call the main character Lucy

If you wish

Although I would prefer Solange

Why are you such a decent chap Joe

Because I love the Catholic Church

Are you a Catholic

No I just love the Catholic Church

On Brown Lea Hill in Norwich

It is so Gothic Revival

When I enter the building

It often sings to me



Joe & Anne