My Fred. He and I stare lovingly into each other’s eyes every afternoon for about 3 hours.
Then, without a word he darts off to be with his wife Ethel. How dare he zoom away from me without a word, or buzz!
I’m going down to the club to tell Lucy and Ricky just how awful he’s being to me.
A sip of nectar and he leaves me in the dust!
Thanks a lot Fred. I know where you live!