WOOD EYE

WOOD
EYE

there
was a mustachio man and a woman with a glass eye
the other one was
wood for she was blind they traded drinks and romance at night they
drank long draughts of love and some of them got drunk the eye that
was not glass was tough and full of drink and love is still romance
but added in the glass eye fill too much they sparred with words not
fists which is why eye call it love when she asked him for one kiss
she worded it this way “Would yew kiss me yew” and then,
ewe guessed this before the ending; He said, “Would eye? Would
eye?” and there was a pause then she returned “Hair lipp;
Hair lipp!!!” oh what love.