Andy: How will you sleep? How will you last?
Sam: With cosy bed and broadband fast.
Gary: What if she hears you turn or move?
Sam: She’ll think that next door’s in the groove.
Gary: How can you know the coast is clear?
Sam: I’ll make a peep hole under here.
Andy: You’ll never live in that small space.
Sam: I’ve got a bucket just in case.
Sam: It can work. We’ve built it.
We’ll clear up this mess. There’ll be nothing to show.
My bolthole, my secret.
What harm can it do if she doesn’t know?
Gary: When will you leave this tiny den?
Sam: From nine to five and after ten.
Gary: What will you do when she’s not here?
Sam: The flat is mine when the coast is clear.
Andy: If anything has moved she’ll see!
Sam: (So) She’ll give her kid the third degree.
Andy: When she finds out all Hell will blow.
Sam: I don’t see she’ll ever know.
Andy & Gary: It can’t work. It won’t work.
It will all end in tears if you skate on thin ice.
She’ll find out, there’s no doubt.
Give up this madness. Just take our advice.
© M Day 20-Feb-2013 & 6-Feb-2017