Their Leek Is Dragon

On Sundays, Welsh wives go to chapel
Each one of them ready to grappel
Not for an hymn book
Nor Minister's look
They just want a bite of Eve's apple!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Pigeon Tart Avatar
August 16, 2021 at 6:27 AM
Your wit warms me, always. xomo
Pigeon Tart Avatar
August 18, 2021 at 10:37 AM
Hey, the boyfriend is jealous of the dog, you could do worse! ;), xomo
Leffanta Avatar
August 16, 2021 at 11:15 AM
So I am on par with your dog? Aloha! Rico
Hankins Avatar
August 15, 2021 at 11:56 AM
LOL. Well, they seem to know where it's at, Rico. You think the minister was serving apples that morning?
Leffanta Avatar
August 15, 2021 at 12:11 PM
to the core? I thought Ministers provided dried apple wafers to the ladies in West Virginia . . .
Cunningham Avatar
August 15, 2021 at 11:26 AM
Each to their own, don't knock it till you've tried it Lol. Tom
Leffanta Avatar
August 15, 2021 at 12:11 PM
Who could even count the number of wives in Wales who can swear on a Bible that they went to bed with Tom Jones?
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