I’ll put a spell on you
I’ll make you mine
Come over here – have this apple
A sip of wine?
You caught my eye, you see
Come here. Please be mine.
Follow my gaze, my dear
You’ll soon know why.
I’ll put a spell on you;
You’ll soon be mine.
Her long fingers beckoned me
To look into her sapphire eyes
She put a spell on me
But what a waste of time.
I put a spell on you.
Why aren’t you mine?
It’s not you, it’s me.
It happens all the time.
Three witches, Wanda, Winifred and Beryl
Wrote rhymes for their spells that were terrible
They sat down and thought
That they must do better
And gave up
OK, it isn’t exactly Hallowe’en until the evening, but always good to be prepared!
Restless spectres menace by
Angry banshees wail shrill and high
Poltergeists flaunt their jaunty stuff
Zombies groan whilst looking rough
Witches cackle as they fly by night
Werewolves howl by bright Moonlight
Vampyrs brood and look for blood
Whilst wraiths hide themselves beneath a hood
Sinister skeletons creak and walk
Mummies unravel as they try to talk
Spiders scutter in an attempt to fright
And all are ready for tonight
And we’re off! Tonight’s posts will begin at 7pm UK time, continuing on the hour up until midnight. Or just before.
… The Seven simply sat and stared
Well, six did and one just glared
Six looked on and watched
As the seventh one botched
The large spell they’d all just prepared…
Permanently SINGLE DATING AGENCY
Confidential memo to all staff
Numbers are down, people.
All the single people seem to be going somewhere else. We need them on our books. How can we make sure that they remain single if they go to other agencies? We need their funds, people.
When numbers are down our funds are down. When funds are down, profits are down. When profits are down, we have to scale down our wonderful lifestyles.
We can’t have that.
I can’t have that. I’ve already given up the beach villa and that is all I’m prepared to do.
Get those single people back on the books, get them paying monthly, get them meeting all the wrong types, keep them single.
But importantly, keep them happy.
Give them a free week. Show them we care.
The new flyers with the increased prices will be printed next week. We also need to recover the cost of printing the new range of cards, and the black roses.
And don’t forget I’ll be away on holiday for two months from February 5th.
If this agency fails, it will be down to you.
Something tells me that Miss McRee isn’t particularly keen on this time of the year. I really don’t know why…