Saturday, February 2, 2008

Roast Lamb? Comments

Rating: 5.0

She wriggled her buns and coyly she danced
as she chopped up the vegetables, parsnips and carrots, and glanced
over her shoulder with her cookery eyes.
She went to the freezer and fondled the joint
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David Taylor
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Emancipation Planz 28 March 2008

Excellent... I see you do not require Kuma Sutra Paradise.. or my favourite - fig and honey ice cream..

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Ernestine Northover 04 February 2008

This poem sounds all too delicious for words. I shall have to go and have something to eat now, my tummy is starting to need sustenance. A very energetic cook, this nubile woman. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX

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Mary Gordley 03 February 2008

Love it David. You have such a way of drawing the line just on the proper side of naughty. Thanks for a 'recipe' I will present to my husband for consideration.

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John Thorkild Ellison 02 February 2008

Very accomplished and enjoyable. Skilfully written.

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