| This young lady, a flighty young thing... |
This young lady, a flighty young thing, got a job cleaning the bank windowsin the evening after the bank closed for business. Anyway, she was up thisladder, cleaning good and proper and as she was in the habit of wearing noknickers, every young man who would come along would stop and stare for asecond or two. But this evening an old geezer came along and stayedlooking."What are you looking at" she said."I'm looking at the moon" he said."Well, if you were here last night, you would have seen a man in it" shesaid. |
