Mr Gee Poet - Larkin Revisited lyrics

It's kinda hard to imagine your parents. Gambling on such a game of chance, Drawing from deep within their communal chests, To invest in letters of pure Romance, Despite Larkin's postulations, On what could possibly be the verse, I still can't picture my Mum & Dad in a situation, Like facing teenage 1st Date nerves, To imagine him frantically polishing up his shoes, Or fumbling to bu*ton up his shirt, Or her spraying too much perfume, And can't find a skirt to match her purse, I guess it's kinda hard to imagine your parents, Gambling on such a game of chance, Where you were just a twinkle in their eyes, Before a kiss, before a dance.