He Gave Her a Book
Old Mrs Jenkin clapped her hands with glee,
so pleased she'd entered contests listed 'free' -
she'd won a prize, the first she'd ever had.
Although not into books, but still as glad,
she read the title, thumbed the pages then,
and blushed at pics of naked gals and men.
The Kama Sutra wasn't quite her thing
(though placing first had made her spirit sing).
it wasn't something for the vicar's eyes,
but Mrs Jenkin's buried with that prize.
written 4th June for Mystic Rose's He gave her a book contest
Copyright © Jack Horne | Year Posted 2021
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