Now this lady she parades round her shopping mall <br />She admires herself as she stands strong and tall <br />She window shops the jewellers but doesnt buy a thing <br />But somehow comes home all kitted out in Bling <br /> <br />She spends many a night gambling her benefits on strip poker <br />But loses the lot to her friend the pawn broker <br />She begs her future hubby, shes so desperate she'll rob <br />'If you want gems my love you'll have to go get a job' <br /> <br />Hes doing a stretch in prison - got hammered with 'life' <br />For selling his poor seventy five year old wife <br />She was the first bride that he met on the net <br />But his obsession for bling got as hard as it could get <br />So he made out an advert that said 'Lady of the night' <br />And put up her pic on that famous auction site <br /> <br />Now Earnest he sleeps with Babs pic by his bed <br />The magistrates have solemly granted they wed <br />But poor old Earnest Bling aint a penny to his name <br />So his dear fiancee Babs takes a job 'on the game' <br /> <br />Now the happy day arrives, her dress black and gold pleat <br />Along comes handcuffed Earnest -who has freezing cold feet <br />'Im jilting you darling Ive been foolish you see' <br />'Marriage is for life and I need to be free! '<br /><br />Lisa Cresswell Wilkinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-future-mrs-bling-fun/
