Agricultural Love

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Agricultural Love

In the deepest jungles of Somerset
Where the cider apples grow
I met my fate by an old farm gate
In the arms Chiswick Flo
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Fetchingly clad in dungarees
Sucking an old cheroot
Cracking walnuts between her pretty toes
Oh my! she did look cute
~
She was a big girl, a bonny girl
With a kiss that made my toenails curl
A hug that took my breath away
And fractured seven vertebrae
~
She pulled me to her bosom
God I nearly disappeared
Not only couldn’t I bloody see
I couldn’t even hear
~
But keep your skinny plastic dolls
Dressed in lace and folderol’s
Big is very beautiful and bigger even more
Now to bed, she’s calling me
A call I daren’t ignore

Note: Chiswick is pronounced Chis-ick

Guest

I got the visual of a big buxumous woman that
could man handle you into a strong hold if she so desired.
This is funny. And to break 7 vertabrea with her hug. You devil you!
Well done. Enjoed.

Posts : 166 Karma : 46 Location : Long Island New York

Good Lord, got to love them big girls :-) nice write

Posts : 2215 Karma : 233 Location : Vermont

lol pretty funny, Cari. Has Foggy seen this one? "vertebrae" got me chuckling. Wink

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