You're welcome. Ive written about 300.
We have a mini foxy. Great company.
So to cheer you up-
THE BLACK WIDOW
The male black widow spider
tried all his life
he tried to tickle the hairy legs
of his much larger black widow wife
Then finally he had a win
something at last to gloat
she began to laugh aloud
as his leg slid down her throat
Poor male black widow
was always going to get into strife
all because he didnt understand
the nature of his hairy wife....
A SIMPLE POEM
It was when I worked for Testra I had a bit to say
after I entered a porta potti on this bright and sunny day
It was the type on two wheels for workers where they'd moan
and I decided during this time to write a simple poem
"Upon the dunny seat where I do my bit...an interesting episode of where my botty sits"
Well this dunny on a trailer was towed by a fellow mate
And off he drove to the shop and mi' mouth was just agape
With mi' undies at mi' ankles and the seat wrapped around mi' neck
I tried to keep my tender butt from sliding off the deck
The slop began to lick my bott, sloshing from side to side
I begged and screamed for him to stop so I could restore my pride
"Upon this dunny seat where I so my bit...an interesting episode of where my botty sits.....
Back to our serious side lol
There is a man Ive followed for 30 years, a wise man non religious. He has lots of youtube videos. His name in maharaji prem rawat.
My favorite is (google): youtube maharaji prem rawat Sunset
Youtube maharaji prem rawat the perfect instrument
Watch others too. His teachings will help Lynne.
BLACK CLOUDS DANCING (to Dr...)
It takes a special kind of man to sense the hurt and grief
unlike other 'mates' smiling in the street
They beat their chests all day and never see the harm
conquer another nameless lady- then return to farm
No wonder we men grieve, beside us an empty seat
few mates get to know us nor take the time to greet
You took the time to trust, you took the time to ask
it wasnt easy for me to admit...I couldnt do the task
You saw the black clouds dancing just above my head
tinted it grey then blew it away by using care instead
It takes a certain kind of doctor to sense the hurt, the harm, the grief
thankyou for not being like all the others....that smile in the street....