You go girl- silly poem for a great lady You go girl, Pat would often say, She was a Tottenham gal, At the end of the day. You go girl I've known her since I was 6 When we lived in a village Since I was a little twix When I was at that awkward age You go girl Pat made lotsa jokes Her favourite involved boots* Was there one with artichokes? Man we had lots of hoots You go girl We played games on holidays Sung karaoke at our house Son of a preacher man most days Pipes of an elephant, not a mouse You go girl We had food out Ladies what dine We never went "out out" But did drink lotsa wine You go girl I'll miss you lots I miss you now You had me in stitches & knots For that I give ya a bow You go girl Bet you're causing havoc You're not one to rest 《Something that rhymes with havoc!》 Pat you're simply the best ;) You go girl I am sorry the poem is crap I hope it has made you laff Thank gawd it is not rap If I rapped it, it would be naff** You go girl *I still don't get it ;) **trust me (no requests)