It’s Complicated
Ernest courted Mary for many a day,
But I’m not telling it strictly right,
As it was Mary that courted Ernest,
For commitment gave him a fright.
The two walked out for many a month,
But Ernest never asked her to wed,
So Mary, becoming impatient,
Turned to Ernest and imploringly said:
“You’ve been avoiding my family,
And you’ve not met any of them yet.
Why don’t you come and meet mother?
I think it’s time the two of you met.”
So Ernest said he would, but didn’t mean it,
For he’d heard all about mothers-in-law.
He was sure if he met the old lady,
She’d soon point out in him every flaw.
So he’d walk Mary up to her house,
Always refusing to come in for some tea,
Then he’d give her a quick peck on the cheek,
Before turning on his heel to flee.
Then one day the lovers were out walking,
And bumped into a young girl passing by,
“At last! You get to meet my step-mother!
Didn’t you know that she’s younger than I?”
Ernest was thus introduced to this beauty.
He was overcome and soon lost his head,
In fact he preferred her to Mary,
And presently married her instead.
Now his mother-in-law is his wife,
And his ex-fiancée is his step-daughter:
You see- I told
you it was complicated,
When men don’t behave like they oughter!
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