There I was sitting drinking my tea after breakfast,
There was a hammering on the door.
I walked towards it and opened it,
There stood my neighbour
He looked so angry,
Red faced and absolutely livid.
“Blimey Fred, what is wrong?”
“What is wrong? WHAT IS WRONG!!
It’s you being so noisy,
So noisy early in the morning,
All that yelling a screaming
While you make love,
The whole street can hear it,
Why are you so noisy?”
“What do you mean ‘making love’?
You know I am on my own,
And at my age I no longer make love”
“It sounds like it to us, all that moaning and groaning!”
“Ah, I think I know what you are talking about
Yes it happens every morning as you said.
I am only trying to put my socks on!”