I think I’m developing equinomania
Aunt Jane, out checking coops for eggs
Got stung by horse-flies, known as clegs.
This left her pride in such a smart
She upped and threatened to depart.
Her looks may cry for bit and curb
And yet her omelettes taste superb
So, letting chivalry prevail,
We blamed it on her pony-tail.
Last edited by Jerome Betts; 02-23-2013 at 06:46 AM.
Reason: Tweaked to remove need for title.
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