I came home drunk last night and studied my research on Turtle Doves. Before 7am this morning, I woke, still quite drunk and composed the following, counting the ‘on‘ on my fingers. I typed it into my phone, thank heavens, then went back to sleep.
I don’t know how you
Signify love, you brown and
Skinny turr turr doves.
Which is the sort of ingratitude my true love could expect if they had indeed given me doves.