OLD WOOD EYE

OLD WOOD EYE

  Once upon a time there was a young boy from Dubai

Through a misfortunate accident had only one eye

Extremely self conscious of his plight he became

"Old One Eye" the other kids all said was his name
 
  He found that he could and thought that he should

Purchase himself a handsome eye made out of wood

Although it was very hard to find,and hard to fit,

He found that it worked very well in spite of it

  Thinking a new social life for him was heaven sent

With a new found confidence, to the dance he went

But when he got there his new confidence was shaken

He found all the girls there had already been taken

  When he asked one to dance they would take one look

And answer like they were all reading from a book

No thank you for you see I already have a date

  Ask me February thirty first about half past eight

Then he spotted a girl in the corner along the wall

Invitations to dance, she was getting none at all

Then as he watched her it struck him like a mallet

That pretty girl had been born with a cleft palette

  She covered it really well with makeup and such

And he thought she won't mind my wooden eye so much

He poured her some punch then as if just by chance

Wandered over,gave it to her and asked her to dance

She was happy and exclaimed "Oh would I,Oh would I"

Our self conscious man retorted "Hare lip,Hare lip"