Friday Poetry Corner - A Tribute to Accountants

[AlfredJPruffock]

The French are glad to die for love.
They delight in fighting duels.
But I prefer an accountant who balances my books
And gives expensive jewels.

A kiss on the hand
May be quite continental,

But an Accountant (chartered? ) is a girl's best friend.

A kiss may be grand
But it won't pay the rental

On your humble flat
Or help you at the automat.

Men grow cold
As girls grow old
And we all lose our charms in the end.

There may come a time
When a lass needs a lawyer,
But an Accountant is a girl's best friend.

There may come a time
When a hard-boiled employer
Thinks you're awful nice,
But get that ice or else no dice.

An accountant - He's your guy
When stocks are high,
But beware when they start to descend.

It's then that those louses
Go back to their spouses.
An accountant is a girl's best friend.

I've heard of affairs
That are strictly platonic,
But accountants are a girl's best friend.

Time rolls on,
And youth is gone,
And you can't straighten up when you bend.

But Accountants - are a girl's best friend.

[xoggoth]

Ah, that takes me back to my crush on the gorgeous Eartha Kitt. Think I was about eight.

PS your words are wrong!

men grow cold as girls grow old
but we all lose our charms in the end
but square cut or pear shaped
these rocks don't lose their shape
diamonds are a girl's best friend