Poem -

Womb Envy

for those who don't find the scribble below funny and for whatever reason .. please accept my apologies ..

They are all
very different, you know that
don’t you, he said ..

What are,
wombs, he replied ..
Go on, get outa here ..

No honest,
it’s as true
as the sky is blue ..

Claire’s got
a heart shaped one
she told me herself ..

And Sues, is simply inverted
while our Jane’s is kinda keyhole
shaped, but then she’s perverted ..

Go on,
I’m intrigued now ..
Okay then, Jills is just perfect ..

Well what about
Angela and Emma’s
just between you and me ..

Angela’s is somewhat
spectacular and almost rectangular
while Emma, aint got one at all ..

Fancy that ..
No thanks, but I shall
no doubt look into it ..

So what about Jenny
she must keep her hand on her
ha’penny surely ..

Okay, so Jens is outstanding ..
What do you mean by that exactly ..
I mean it stands out a wee bit ..

Sod that for a game of soldiers,
I shall defo look into it,
how very interesting cheers bro ..

 

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Lorna

Hi Neville 
This made me smile, we're all different shapes and sizes so it makes sense in a way that out first home is as obscure as we are
Lorna x

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Neville

What a perfectly magnificent review .. Bless You dear Lorna & true .. Neville x

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