"What’s your beef?
I brought home the bacon, good grief!
No fooling
Sweet Pea . . . for you I am drooling.
Where’s the milk!
Hankering,
gave up my philangering
Mo-o-ve over,
let eyes gaze on sweet clover
draped in silk.
Pork, my sweet,
I will lay--with hocks--at your feet.
There’s no swine
beyond my grasp . . . for love divine.
My heart’s at . . . tilt!"
cute and clever; thanks for sharing! LOL (((HUGS))) and love, your texas friend, karen lynn (who can fully appreciate the bovine humor; texas has a lot of cows!). :)
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~Jackie~
a mooving great write
(((HUGS))) and love,
karla. :)
In Spirit,
Bear
Kudos!
Tony:)
loved it
Excellent
William