Poetic-Verses
'' I Refuse To Tell ''
I thought I was on to a winner,
A lovely fried sausage for dinner,
I thought I would fry it my Wife shouted diet,
Now she looks on me as a sinner.
My trousers are far too small,
The reason, it's because I am tall,
Don't give me abuse that is my excuse,
My weight gain I just cannot stall.
The babies I love are like jelly,
I also like meat from the deli,
That chocolate delight is such a fine sight,
Just looking puts weight on my belly.
My friends all say I am drunk,
Pretending my clothes have all shrunk,
As well as a fryer you're a terrible liar,
Your tales a mirror will debunk.
They're saying my diet is sparse,
In fact it's a bit of a farce,
You just cannot beat you see it you eat it,
That's why I've such a big arse.
They say I could cause an eclipse,
Yes I do enjoy my fried chips,
When you do what I do you must eat for two,
You've got to take care of your hips.
Every week I've a date,
The truth I'm afraid they must state,
In front of them all they shout out the call,
Brian has put on more weight.
At the final hurdle I fell,
The deli rang the last bell,
I jumped out of the cab bought a large kebab,
How many?
' I Refuse To Tell '
A lovely fried sausage for dinner,
I thought I would fry it my Wife shouted diet,
Now she looks on me as a sinner.
My trousers are far too small,
The reason, it's because I am tall,
Don't give me abuse that is my excuse,
My weight gain I just cannot stall.
The babies I love are like jelly,
I also like meat from the deli,
That chocolate delight is such a fine sight,
Just looking puts weight on my belly.
My friends all say I am drunk,
Pretending my clothes have all shrunk,
As well as a fryer you're a terrible liar,
Your tales a mirror will debunk.
They're saying my diet is sparse,
In fact it's a bit of a farce,
You just cannot beat you see it you eat it,
That's why I've such a big arse.
They say I could cause an eclipse,
Yes I do enjoy my fried chips,
When you do what I do you must eat for two,
You've got to take care of your hips.
Every week I've a date,
The truth I'm afraid they must state,
In front of them all they shout out the call,
Brian has put on more weight.
At the final hurdle I fell,
The deli rang the last bell,
I jumped out of the cab bought a large kebab,
How many?
' I Refuse To Tell '
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