POETRY IN MOTION
Wrong Number
"Is that you?"
I said "Who?"
She said "You"
I said "Me?"
She said "Yes"
I said " Well I don't know,
It's me that is true
But when you say you,
Are you just having a guess?"
She said "Why?"
I said "Well
I am sure you can tell
That whoever I am, I am me,
But am I the you
You want to talk to,
Whoever that person may be?"
She said "Oh! I don't know,
I was hoping so,
Your number's the one I've got here"
She was only a child,
I said "Praps you misdialled"
She said "Me?"
I said "Yes"
She said "Oh"
She was silent and then
I said "try it again"
She said "What?"
I said making your call"
And then before long"
"She said oh - I dialled wrong!.
I'm sorry, I do feel a fool".
I said, being kind,
"That's ok never mind"
She said "Thanks"
I said "Fine"
She said "Well,
I'd better hang up,
I've got a sick pup,
I was phoning the vet, Mr. Bell".
So she put down the phone.
I just stood there alone
And then the darned thing rang once more
And a voice that I knew
Said "Hello is that You?"
I said "Who?"
Cos now I was really unsure.
She said "Darling it's me"
And that filled me with glee,
I said "Sweetheart, this is me, too".
She said "I know
And I do love you so"
I said "really?
Cos I love you too."
Then she told me lots more,
And I just said "Cor!"
And so it went on through the night,
Cos you just can't retire
With love on the wire
And I knew she'd got my number right.
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