elysabeth faslund

(11/23/49 / Thibodaux. Louisiana)

When You Least Expect It


Knock-kneed Nell had stories to tell
About all the sights she'd seen.
That sexy sway began her day....
Thinking how things could have been.

'I'll not condone a herringbone
For the price you want to pay!
Be off down the alley, old fool!
But, one man decided to stay.

Nell clawed like a cat, hissed, and spat.
The man stood his ground, and laughed.
'We'll take this to the marriage vows!
Clean my house, and cook my food!

In the marriage bed you can sass! '

Submitted: Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Edited: Monday, March 24, 2008
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  • Robert Howard (2/29/2008 4:26:00 PM)

    Ah the taming of the Nell (or not) . A delight to the ear and eye that is oh so fun to read. (Report) Reply

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