A bird on her hat

Eeh her feather, furry fascinator looks so absurd
Why on earth would you wear a one with the wings of a bird
She is staggering everywhere as drunk as a skunk
Thinking everything in trousers is a handsome hunk
What a state she is in you should see her walk 
She looks like death warmed up she is as white as chalk

I bet before the end of the night she doesn’t feel very well and when she wakes up in the morning she will have the hangover from hell
I have lost count of the times she has fallen down
And she has spilled loads of red wine all over her gown
Not a classy bird in anyone’s eyes with the split in her dress up to the top of her thighs
Fancy coming to a wedding and ending up like that dressed like a tart and with a bird on her hat