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"
 Amongst 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
 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