You know when you have something on the tip of your tongue
And it slips out of your mouth, before you know what you've done
What a faux pas with the tweet that I sent,
As I shared my simplicity with FlutterFly Events.

I thought that you must have failed to see your name upon the cover
So I tweeted, not realising my mistake; That it was A. N. Other.
It's my own fault for not checking on what I had seen
And I just saw the word Flutter on the front of a magazine

I was ever so excited that I twittered with one of the names
And I think that we can safely say, it's a mistake I won't make again.
I won't forget your business name, even if I try
After all, you can't get better than the original Flutterfly!

So instead I feel it's time for a little poetic plug
For a company who creates innovative occasions filled with love.
If you need help to plan your wedding, your money will be well spent
By having a consultation with the Fabulous Flutterfly Events!

Please Mrs. Butler

Please Mrs Butler
This boy Derek Drew
Keeps copying my work, Miss.
What shall I do?

Go and sit in the hall, dear.
Go and sit in the sink.
Take your books on the roof, my lamb.
Do whatever you think.

Please Mrs Butler
This boy Derek Drew
Keeps taking my rubber, Miss.
What shall I do?

Keep it in you hand, dear.
Hide it up your vest.
Swallow it if you like, love.
Do what you think best.

Please Mrs Butler
This boy Derek Drew
Keeps calling me rude names, Miss.
What shall I do?

Lock yourself in the cupboard, dear.
Run away to sea.
Do whatever you can, my flower.
But don't ask me!