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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic

Just a silly poem

We saw each other across a crowded field

Through the cows and sheep and things congealed.

She was a mile away and my heart skipped three beats

She had a radiant smile and her hair was in pleats.


Beside me some cows were chewing the cud

Walking around them, I got covered in mud.

I grabbed ones ear and pulled it close

I’ve got foot and mouth. Do you want a dose?


My quiet confession spread through the herd

And each cow in turn gave me the bird.

I stuck up a finger and looked for a way through

But the ground was still heavy and sticky like glue.


With the cow’s obscene insults ringing in my ears

I began to struggle between the sheep and the steers.

To make matters worse it started to rain

But I’ll fight my way to her, ignoring the pain.


Three quarters of the way a sheep stood its ground

I pulled open its fleece and slipped it a pound.

By moving aside my way to her was free

Soon I’d be clutching her body to me.


As I got closer my blood was on fire

Now she could answer my wanton desire

At last I was there, kiss me please do

Don’t be a prat, with my husband behind you?



Submitted: March 12, 2021

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