Despite her good looks and charms
and evenings full of empty arms;
she’d rather complain
of her aches and pain,
and summers surveying farms!
Now the summer finally came,
when despite being lame
a young buck saw her virtues,
and would all her hugs choose,
but she didn’t feel his flame.
When out in the garage
He offered a massage,
“a full body, head to toe.”
she felt she couldn’t say “No.”
Her aches and pains he discharged.
Now her looks and sweet charms
Are filling his strong arms.
Her aches and pains seem away.
His farm her place now to stay,
complaining of the kids' swarms.
A boy and five girls....so far!
© 2015 Demas W. Jasper All rights reserved.
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