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"  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  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