When I was so much younger, my life seemed wild and free. Now I have sown my oats, and paid the price. But my wife ,she does not agree. Swears she’ll make me suffer, for all the fun I’ve had. So now I’m tried and tired, and, waiting for my God. But, he just sits there grinning. It’s not my time just yet, Dear Lord I swear to you now, that there was only just one glitch.

The glitches name was Mary, I spied her from afar, you could not miss her coming, long legs, and flowing hair. But I am afraid that I was tempted, as any man would be. Now I sit here in the dog house adorned with half my tea! Half a pint of gravy is running down the wall, and a slipper raised to hurl at me, from just behinf the door. I really think an exit is the safest plan for me, as I’m guessing that my pudding will soon be thrown at me!.

Down the road I’m rushing, calling out to God, but he just sits there watching, and grinning at this mug!