Who is the guy on Fridays so mellow?
The chap we now know, be a pleasant ol' fellow
With motor so vintage, retro and yellow
'Tis always a pleasure, to hear his hello
He sippeth fine wine, no butter with bread
The knife bit his hand, but less of that said
She fell to her knees and waits at the table
The place needs a tidy, the Dyson not able
He'll tell us his tales, of a life close to Wales
And we'll share in his humour
As he talks of his hoover
With penchant for music that's awfully new
For some unknown reason my love calls him 'Huw'
Shall we howl at the wind, like wolf to the moon?
And meet in a week, 'tis never too soon
© 2023. Mrs WH
