Poem -
THE VICAR'S KNICKERS
The vicar's knickers were skimpy and small
They were hanging serenely against the garden wall
Some were black and others were white
Were considered holy or holey and quite a sight
Then one summer's day disaster of disasters struck
From the washing line the knickers were took
I'm thinking the vicar's knickers would be easy to spot
Surely there would be a cross on the whole lot
Comments
Lol...I love your sense of humor, Kieran...I could never of come up with this hilarious scenario with the Vicar's poor knickers...lol Thanks for making me laugh. ;)
That is so you , hope you still have yours x