Welsh Romance Novel Poem by Eric Paeplow

There be me pal, me luv an me lass
Come here with me, this'll go pretty fast
You'll nea need that dress, nor will ye need pants
It's time fur me tah shag, that tight little arse
Fur I be a man that's both strong an with class
Soah there'll be no half mast pole fur you, me lass
An it'll sune be in yer mouth, then right up yer arse
Soah hang on tah me tight, this'll be hard and fast
Cause sune I'll be shaggin' yer pie in the grass
But romance be important tah me, me lass
Soah where can I take you, where we can get fast?
Where tah goh, let me think, oh I know, yeah!
I think I'll du ya on a cliff, just like me sheep, baah…
That way me luv, at least I know you'll push back!