Dear agony aunt, I am in a bit of a fix
My girlfriend caught me with another
And I'm now in a terrible mix
I've even been thumped by her brother.
Dear reader, this is what you'll do
You will write your girlfriend a love note
And tell her she's the one for you
That she is the one who floats your boat.
Dear agony aunt, thanks for your advice
I sent my girlfriend a love note
She slapped me not once, but twice
And called me a randy old goat.
She told me what I could do with the note
And she no longer wants me you know
Then told me to go jump in the moat
Because she's going to find another beau.
Dear agony aunt, what now can I do?
For me there can be no other
I'm now left feeling sad and blue
Tell me cos' you are her mother.
(cont.) '-- the nurturing woman you'd take your problems to for proper but sympathetic guidance. (There have been male columnists, and non-white ones, ' (cont.)
from Huffpost: 'In England, these columnists became known as 'agony aunts, ' and the cozy, cookie-cutter image of a motherly, upper-middle-class white lady was typically used to emphasize this unthreatening image - (cont.)
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(cont.) ', but they've generally been confined to niches; most men in the genre, for example, give advice on specific topics, like ethics, rather than more tender personal matters.) '