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Topsy Turvy – a love poem. |
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By Sir_Nigel
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07 March 2008 |
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Note: Ideally, for the ‘####’ you should imagine a brief sound effect rather than a word. This could be a Swanee whistle, duck call, cuckoo or doorbell - but not a fog horn, barking dog or klaxon. Alternatively, feel free to insert something of your own.
I dreamt that I wandered in fields of pink flora, between tulips and soft pussy willow.
I awoke to the unforeseen sight of your rump as it rested this morn near my pillow.
How did it get there? I wondered in shock, did you toss and then turn in the night?
How did your Rear End end up up here? I’m all at a loss at the sight.
Up close it’s commendable, rounded and pert, though admittedly quite out of place.
And then as you stir there’s a glimpse of your #### and it brings a broad smile to my face.
We were blind drunk my love and my mind is a blur and the bed’s in a terrible tangle.
But I’ll always remember the day I awoke and I gazed upon you from this angle.
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Written by fellpony (1714 comments posted) 7th March 2008 | | It brought a smile to my #### this breakfast time. Cheers! |
Written by audrie (454 comments posted) 7th March 2008 | | I do like this, it made me laugh. Really quite original. |
Written by Brett (983 comments posted) 7th March 2008 | This is truly magnificent - no pretensions, no affectations, just simple fun, honest humour, and a clear love of language. Surely 'Rear End end up up here' should sound coarse and appalling, but it doesn't - it's wickedly beautiful. Great.
Cheers
Brett |
Written by Phil (6959 comments posted) 7th March 2008 | Lovely, unpretentious words. Amusing, but with a little real zing.
Phil |
Written by Veronica_Milvus (749 comments posted) 8th March 2008 | Tremendous! A perfect scansion, and a topic for poetry that I've never quite stumbled upon before...
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