Hot Coals

There was a virile freight train from South Bend
A sexy caboose he dared to befriend --
   He said, "You're my dream"
   And let out some steam --
Then poured all his hot coals in her south end
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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May Avatar
September 13, 2019 at 12:24 PM
LOL, Gershon stop showing me up!! Put me on the right track!!
Wolf Avatar
September 13, 2019 at 1:00 PM
---as soon as I myself get untracked. LOL. ~ gw
Green Avatar
September 13, 2019 at 9:15 AM
This one is definitely on the right track, be careful, there's a tunnel ahead. : )
Wolf Avatar
September 13, 2019 at 11:39 AM
Very, very clever comment, Chris. Enjoyed it. (Hey, I could have said, 'clever crack,' but let's not go there...) Cheers, Gershon
Laurie Avatar
September 12, 2019 at 8:52 PM
Hello Gershon … there's not a lot to say Gershon, but be wary of those hot coals - catch you soon Gershon - Lindsay
Wolf Avatar
September 12, 2019 at 9:51 PM
Perhaps we can say, 'Bearing coals for Newcastle,' or some such. Thanks for commenting, gw
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