| The day was dark and dreary,
the air was full of sleet, The old man stood by the garden gate, and his boots were full of feet. "Since 1 retired" he said to me, "Life hasn't been too sweet, Her indoors just shouts at me "Get out From under my feet!" "So,"l said to him "come with me, Lets make a kite today, Then we can go down to the park, And play, and play, and play". Kite making is now his favourite sport, The bits from Pat and Ron he bought, and her indoors now does complain, "Suppose your flying your ****** Kites again!" He don't care, he's as happy as Larry, Its just him and his Friend Barry, And when his kites get stuck in a tree, He'll get more spares From KITEABILITY. |