Michael Woodhead


Written & Composed by Michael Woodhead
Copyright © 1968, 2020

I wish for a fish
An excellent dish
Whose tail will go swish
With sweet liquorice

Exist in a mist
Be one on a list
Whose arm we can twist
My sweet idolist

Oh, this is a kiss
I never would miss
And, never such bliss
As in this deep abyss

It's wise to disguise
Your wandering eyes
For, she may despise
What you emphasize

I skip with a whip
And, kiss on the lip
And, there is a drip
In the clothes that I strip

Ungirt, now, your skirt
And, likewise, my shirt
I still love to flirt
With a push and a spurt