He Calls Me His Coroner

(Author Unknown)

(Solo for Natalie Lambert of Forever Knight)

He calls me his coroner, sweet little coroner,
Though he will never say more;
He calls me his coroner, dear little coroner,
Sometimes it is really a bore!

I’m bright and I’m beautiful, cheerful and dutiful,
What more can I possibly be?
I’m dateless and clueless, but still I don’t rue less
The night that I hope he’ll take me!

I know he is shirking with all of this lurking
Around the night coroner’s joint;
He just keeps on flirting, but golly I’m hurting
When he never arrives at the point!

He tells me his reasons in all kinds of seasons,
That’s all that I’m good enough for;
I want some reaction and not just a fraction;
I’m sick and I’m tired of no score!