The Dairymaid
Her lovely smile, you should be told,
is like a pint, that’s topped with gold.
Tight curls surround the comely face,
just like a golden carapace.
Her many lovers, so we hear,
forswear their cider, (some their beer)
when promised by her little scheme,
to share a pot of clotted cream.
Temptation is a real curse,
when passion leads to something worse.
Performing on a milking stool,
breaks every Health & Safety Rule!
~
For Craig Cornish's "Funny Poem" Contest - 5th August 2012.
Copyright © Charles Clive | Year Posted 2012
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