Annette French
/Waiting For Spring
Spring seemed to be late this year to ANNETTE FRENCH.
She wanted to wear something light and flimsy, something she'd bought from her local boutique in Glasgow, something all primrose yellow.
But it was chilly enough to nip even the most insensitive ear, so Annette wore a warm coat and everything. However, it was supposed to be spring, so she gambolled about. She had to, to keep warm.
She may not have been in something light and flimsy, and primrose yellow, but she still looked ever so dishy.
Wait till the summer comes.
Then she'll put on something divinely brief.
Don't get toothache waiting, fellers. Just compose yourselves and dig up the garden.
Spick No 211 - June 1971