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Click hereOh, to be in England
Lying in the grass
Feeling all those seed heads
Tickling my arse
Hidden in the fescue
Where fucking is concealed
Rutting with a milkmaid
In a rutted field
No sound intrudes us in our bower
But wait, what’s that? Oh shit – the mower!
wonderful!!
but you shoulda used "ass"
;)
good work, you made rhyming fun, not tedious work that attempted to be concealed as seamless artsy poetry
maria
I like witty humor mingled with erotic words (~_~) nice write! My mouth moves the same in 'bower' and 'mower' <grinin'
Welcome to the poetry side! A simple, clever piece that is well-constructed (though how you get "bower" to rhyme with "mower" I don't know!). Be sure to stop by the poetry forum to join discussions of the craft.
Fly