I Must Marry Rachel (Part 1)
April 14th 2007 22:26
Rachel was the subject of my first crush. Though our paths crossed repeatedly for two decades, I never found the courage to tell her how much I admired her. While I have certainly never had any desire to harm her, the song is a warning to be ever vigilant and to resist letting emotion overcome rational thought.
I Must Marry Rachel
I first saw Rachel when I was just four;
The play group froze as she stood in the door.
Her black hair blazed as the sun hit it right.
And her green eyes shone like a serpent's at night
Her flawless skin was smoother than silk,
So I wandered over and offered my milk
And said, 'I'll let you play with my blocks',
But she just snorted,
And shook her dark locks.
I swore right then, on my teddy bear's life
That I would pursue her, and make her my wife.
I must marry Rachel, It's all I desire;
Where once was a spark now rages a fire.
I must marry Rachel, it's all I can do;
But she'd rather marry a bucket of spew!
You see I can't marry Rachel, she won't give her word,
'Cos she and her family think I'm a turd.
I got my mum and dad to agree
That Rachel's school was the best one for me.
I went each day with hours to spare,
Just to sniff her favourite chair.
For ten whole years in every class,
I sat and gazed at her wonderful arse.
'Til all the shonky marks that I pulled
Got me thrown right out of the school.
In fear and longing I begged for her hand
But she just gave me the One Finger Plan.
I first saw Rachel when I was just four;
The play group froze as she stood in the door.
Her black hair blazed as the sun hit it right.
And her green eyes shone like a serpent's at night
Her flawless skin was smoother than silk,
So I wandered over and offered my milk
And said, 'I'll let you play with my blocks',
But she just snorted,
And shook her dark locks.
I swore right then, on my teddy bear's life
That I would pursue her, and make her my wife.
I must marry Rachel, It's all I desire;
Where once was a spark now rages a fire.
I must marry Rachel, it's all I can do;
But she'd rather marry a bucket of spew!
You see I can't marry Rachel, she won't give her word,
'Cos she and her family think I'm a turd.
I got my mum and dad to agree
That Rachel's school was the best one for me.
I went each day with hours to spare,
Just to sniff her favourite chair.
For ten whole years in every class,
I sat and gazed at her wonderful arse.
'Til all the shonky marks that I pulled
Got me thrown right out of the school.
In fear and longing I begged for her hand
But she just gave me the One Finger Plan.
To be continued...
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