What happen to us last Sunday?
Could happen to anyone, at all.
At least we can say that,
That is was both of us to blame.
To meet at an agreeable time and place,
To ensure that we’d both are there on time,
It was the necessary arrangements, for us to both go out,
And to talk, eat, laugh and enjoy the game ahead.
It was to be our first time for us,
To go out and watch the big game of VFL.
But as things turned out,
We were to be there individually, on our own.
I didn’t like waiting too long for Carla,
But when I think about it, I should’ve,
Only twenty-five minutes waiting and then I decided to leave,
Poor Carla, arrived five minutes after and then left the SCG ground, as well.
Never once did I have in my mind,
A thought of Carla being at the SCG, as well.
I think that she thinks, that I was never there, at all.
To keep herself at complete rest,
To produce the proof that is true.
Well ‘Carla’, you better trust me in what I told you,
Cause I have complete faith in her, all through.
Next time, there’ll be no next time like that,
In fact, I’ll surely make sure of that.
We’ll meet near or at each other’s homes,
And not end up in a mix up, life that.
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