Lord Fisty Cuffs, of Madison House
Thought it an idea to hit his spouse.
He blacked her eyes and broke her nose
Or so the fabled story goes.
But the Lord did not know,
As he bashed her about,
That Lady Cuffs could take his clouts.
She did not fight back,
But held her guard.
And later that night
Whilst the Lord was unarmed
She filled her pillow with bricks and steel,
And bashed the tyrant out onto the field
She showed him no mercy
With each lethal bout
And duelled him till the sun came out!
As he lay weeping,
Black and blue.
She poked his eye and threw her shoes
And said to him; "without a doubt,
If you touch me again I will have you out.
For the title of ‘Lord’ maybe yours for the taking,
But the money is mine,
And god-for-saking,
If I must stay with you for life
You’ll treat me as a precious wife
And spend our days in separate wings
Until you die of terrible things!"
Wednesday, 2 June 2010
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