Banana Waffles.

It’s a Google kind of love.

When someone special lets you down,
It’s hard to wear a smile.
You feel abandoned, lost, alone
Cheering up can take a while.

But sometimes that someone has been true
You’ve simply lost the plot,
Misconstrued , misunderstood
Not realised what you’ve got.

I should have had the sense
To sit and quietly wait,
‘cos Google loves me after all,
It’s just the post was late.

A present came this morning
heart leaping as I squinted,
‘From your friends at Google’
I read the words there printed.

My sadness gone, the sun is back,
The spring is in my step,
all I need to make my life complete
Is a snog with Johnny Depp !

Ps don’t tell my husband.

Google doesn’t love me any more.

Last year the bomb squad came to town
Not Santa with his sleigh
I’d got a strange package
Which they promptly took away.

They poked it and prodded it
Examined it with care
Then opened it with gritted teeth
Found Google written there.

It was a radio and a lamp
An unexpected gift
Sent to people Google liked
To make their spirits lift.

This year we were alerted
We knew not to get stressed
If a package came from Google
We’d give the bomb squad a rest.

We waited and we waited
Even Santa’s been and gone,
But Google left us out this year
Did we do something wrong?

I didn’t really want an optical mouse
Or a memory stick but then
I’d have liked something little and jazzy,
Perhaps a Google light-up pen.

It’s not the present means more
If you spend a large amount
But just a little something
Cos it’s just the thought that counts.

I don’t want to be ungrateful
I’m glad you liked me so last year,
But nothing lasts forever,
Now you hold another dear.

So I’ll try and face the future
Even though it may be hard,
It isn’t all a total loss,
At least I got a card.