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March 6, 2013
He needed her now he was stuck in his chair,
with only his zimmer to go anywhere –
Well about time too.
He wanted her now he was so house-bound,
with only Jack and Billy coming around –
Well about time too.
He loved her now that the others were dead,
and she was the only one left in his bed –
Well about time too.
He knew why now she felt bitter and twisted,
When to that damned club he had enlisted.–
Well about time too.
Halleluiah
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