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I am a handsome policeman. I am bold and versatile. |
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My wife is white and beautiful, with breasts of alabaster. |
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When I hurry home to her, she whispers with a smile, |
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'What did you do today, my big blue hero?' |
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'There was only a gypsy, |
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'A ragged, shaggy blackguard of a didecai. |
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'Up to no good. I did what I should: |
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'A little physical persuasion and he passed on by.' |
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But now I grow impatient to enjoy her juicy beauty, |
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I surge to the rising rhythms of those breasts of alabaster. |
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'No,' she cries, 'pray tell me what you did today on duty - |
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'Tell me more about this hairy gypsy!' |
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'It was only a gypsy, |
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'A ragged, shaggy blackguard of a didecai. |
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'Up to no good. I did what I should: |
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'A little physical persuasion and he passed on by.' |
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'But tell me, pretty darling, will you tell me, in your turn, |
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'Who placed those fresh wild flowers in your breasts of alabaster? |
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'And when you smile, between your teeth, still wedged, do I discern |
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'A sprig of whisker from another's moustache?' |
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'It was only a gypsy', she sighed, |
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'A ragged, shaggy blackguard of a didecai, |
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'Up to no good. I did what I could: |
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'A little physical persuasion and he passed on by. |
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'It was only a gypsy boy, |
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'A ragged, shaggy blackguard of a didecai-ai-ai, |
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'Up to no good. I did what I could: |
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'A little physical persuasion and he passed on by.' |
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Between her breasts a hedgerow nosegay, |
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In between her teeth a tell-tale whisker. |
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The house is full of clothes-pegs. |
