 
With a crooked smile and a heart-shaped face 
Comes from the West country where the birds sing bass 
She's got a house-big heart where we all live 
And plead and council and forgive 
Her widow's peak, her lips I've kissed 
Her glove of bones at her wrist 
That I have held in my hand 
Her Spanish fly and her monkey gland 
Her Godly body and its fourteen stations 
That I have embraced, her palpitations 
Her unborn baby crying, "Mummy" 
Against the rubble of her body 
Her lovely lidded eyes I've sipped 
Her fingernails, all pink and chipped 
Her accent which I'm told is "broad" 
That I have heard and has been poured 
Into my human heart and filled me 
With love, up to the brim, and killed me 
And rebuilt me back anew 
With something to look forward to 
Well, who could ask much more than that? 
A West country girl with a big fat cat 
That looks into her eyes of green 
And meows, "He loves you", then meows again