She Likes That.

Hands in gloves, head in hat, torso in woollen coat, legs in long Johns, feet in waterproof boots.
I leave the comfort of my humble penthouse.

Snow is falling, wind is blowing, cold is freezing.
I walk and slide to my lovers love nest.
It will be cozy in there.

Cars sliding, buses broke down, stray dogs barking, kids throwing snowballs.
ouch one hit me on my aftershave perfumed face.
Kids start laughing, i start swearing, then continue my journey with a cold sore face.

Homeless cuddle together, they don't like this type of weather.
Any spare change one does ask, i toss him ten pounds his face did smile.
I continue my walk and slide, not far to go about a quarter of a mile.

Reach my lovers love nest and press her bell.
She likes that.