Monday, February 9, 2015

Goddess



I ought to do the housework naked
Seems it’s just for his entertainment
Humping me every time I bend o’er
To pick his socks up off the floor.

Cupid’s arrow seems to strike
The minute I pick up a knife
Perfumed in onion’s fragrant reek
Passionate embraces he does seek

Nothing like domestic bliss
To inspire a French kiss
I’ve got a pan of sizzling bacon,
--No, I don’t have a shorter apron.

5 comments:

  1. Ah yes bacon and kiss in the same thought, surely my daughter's dream come true. Vivid images throughout!

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  2. Onion's fragrant reek...yes this is so me...witty write...very much enjoyed!

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  3. Great giggles! Methinks your hubby is a lucky fellah!

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  4. Careful - spitting bacon can be quite painful!

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  5. hahaha., domestic goddess indeed!

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