Bowls Jealousy
My husband is a very keen bowler
He regularly goes off and leaves me alone
He has offered to teach me to play the game
But I’d rather stay at home on my own
He keeps talking about a lady called kitty
And how much he likes to get close
He says he gets so much pleasure to touch her
My jealousy has gone way past the post
I thought he plays in a men’s team
With only ladies who just make the tea
I’d better pop in and see who kitty is
To see if she’s competition for me
I’ve now found out that kitty’s not human
But a small ball with no will of its own
She only dresses in yellow or white
And lives on the green on her own
But she still proves to be very popular
With every bowler trying to get close
She is regularly completely surrounded
So she makes the perfect bowls host
But when all the bowlers are finished
Kitty is then put away in a shed
So there’s no need for any wives to worry
Because kitty will share no bowlers bed.