The bored housewife was a shapely matron
And wouldn't talk to me much as a rule,
But she met me today by the frozen meats
And said,
"Let's go somewhere warm,
Let's set up a farm and get milk,
I'll be the girl, you be the farmer,
Or I'll be the boy,
and you be the farmer's wife.
You can be strong, I don't mind being weak,
But don't squeeze too hard
Or I'll knock you down with my strong right arm!
Just love me as much as you can
And I'll roll out my tongue and lick you and kiss you
Till you squeal like a left-handed pig.
rcs. 12/20/04
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I guess I should mention that this blog turned 20 years old last month.
It’s true that I haven’t been writing much for the past few years, but then
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