Think something is wrong at WordPress as this has not appeared on the bloody reading thing thus I am trying once more!
I knew a beast called Brian once
To him I made a marriage vow
You see Brian is a massive bull
And I’m a Guernsey cow
Yet I could never trust Brian
He had a roving eye
Chased after all the other girls
Leaving me alone to cry
You see Brian the wayward bovine
He kept a harem numbering fifty
Even kept them satisfied
Although to my taste he was somewhat nifty
Never mind Brian’s gone now
Put his back out mounting Sheila
A harlot of a Friesian
Yet he did his best to please her
Farmer Giles was quite upset
To see his prize breeder suffer ache
So he sent him to the abattoir
To be turned into rump steak
Farmer Giles!! Ha!
Henry has a good friend called Farmer Giles, he lives down south…
Excellent little rhyme. Well done sir!
Drivel I wrote yet good drivel I hope! Cheers Sir.
Thanks – it was on the cusp of ‘drivel’ though!
yes very silly and very funny!
After all I am the consummate idiot!
humour and kindness are the highest forms of wisdom 🙂
Love, Love, Love this! I’m glad Farmer Giles got her revenge. 🙂
A fate more of those with a wandering eye could suffer!