Clink clink

Clink clink,

the furrowed brow

beaten, nay battered

by that fair hand

you took that day,

her father delighted

to give her away.

If a worm can turn

why can't you,

just grow some balls,

push the boat out

right over the tors

and set your sail

for distant shores.

Reviews

[Frieda P]

Gotta love a man with balls, ha, this one make me chuckle. Fast becoming a fan, you should be chuffed. ;-)

[Pól]

I am, Frieda. penned this about a good friend who unfortunately, clink clink, has none.

[Frieda P]

For shame, can't you talk some sense into the man?

[Pól]

when I talk to him his full of bravado, and usually drink too. But it all peters out as soon as he gets home-lol

[Frieda P]

Ha she must be a hoot!

[redflutterby]

Hen pecked man....lol!! Always best to sail on when things turn foul at home. ;-)

[s y e]

Ha, pure honesty Paulo ;) Nice job.

[Pól]

Aww, thanks N

[s y e]

Anytime, P! :)