There once was a girl named Erin
At whom all the guys would be starin'
She was lean and lithe,
But bad poems she despised.
So I'm fearin' about how I'm farin'
Go careful, don't want to upset this one.Great write from you again.Such Tallent.Love Duncan
Haha, GOOD one, Chuck, especially considering the day of posting! I doubt you ever need fear how you're farin', Laddie, as hella-funny as you are! ! ! (Not even counting your more serious poetry.) Happy St. Patrick's Day!
Chuck, blessed and lucky is she, the fine lassie of the Emerald Isle, Erin-go-bragh, Ireland Forever! ! To have a man who can make you laugh is worth it ALL! Scarlett
I'm sure she's a happy and well entertained lady. If you really want it to last though, you should probably buy her some ear plugs for when you're telling 'jokes'. Hugs Anna xxx
With sweet and loving poems like this for your wife, I'm in no doubt you're farin' just fine! Justine :)
I picture a red headed beauty with flashing eyes. So I don't blame you at all but get thee to a gym, mighty quick! x Linda
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well, I'm not the lady in question, Chuck, but as far as I'm concerned, your 'farin' just fine! LOL. Warm regards, Gina.