The Unfairness Of Angels

I’m not a pervert,

I’m a mistaken, character in voyeurism advert

Who falls over, and looks up a woman’s skirt

And in trying to apologise, I accidentally flirt

A sorry,

turns into ‘fancy coffee?

She doesn’t agree

That’s plain to see

So I go away, ponder a bit

Fantasise, from having a full blown relationship

To then ending it

Married, Divorced, and a kid

Then my mind, is brought back to Earth

My life flashes past me, right back to birth

I have a sense of worth

Being a perv