Short Bun In The Oven Poems

Butty girl, butty girl strip woman
Shake dem butty as fast as you can
Let me pat it and prick it then you will see
You’ll have a bun in de oven which will look just like me...

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But then, hi there,
How is the bun in the oven
Burning?
How are you baking it?
And what is James Blunt saying now?
Does he think I don’t know?
You are all that is on my mind,
Right now, I will not let anyone touch
Your place, and space again;
Such fresh breath,
A miracle must have happened last night,
I wonder what it is;
We gotta lift ourselves up from the patterns
Of pain we have designed.
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Shagged in the back of a shotgun shack
at night by moonlight
peeping past curtains of burlap sack
such a sore sight
surrounded by fields of green
willing as she'd been
tho' torn
she surely wasn't about to be seen
with a child out of wedlock born
so with a bun in the oven
she had her Dad invite he
who did the dirty deed
and plant the seed
the Father-to-be
down south way out on the steading
to shape up show up and in the end
attend a shotgun wedding
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