10-04-2014, 07:38 PM
Okay so my last couple of poems bombed and most of the comments focused on the thought that the poem was not much fun and so in furtherance of my shallow attempts at attention whoreing, i have dropped my nice old lady facade and any futile attempts to actually write poetry.
Enjoy!
Insert suggestive title here.
I went to pub last night,
the local faggots looked good.
Given the size of them,
I thought,
Two would suffice,
four would just over-face me.
The nice barmaid,
the one with all her own teeth,
noted my decision and
brought them over
and then explained
where the meat was sourced.
Initially I was concerned
that there was too much sauce,
it was slick and thick.
It put me off.
One taste of those meaty balls
was all it took. I’m hooked.
I recommend the local faggots.
They are served all year round
at the Rose and Crown.
Note in the Uk a faggot is a traditional dish, very common in Devon pubs. Balls of pork meat & liver in a rich gravy served with marrow fat peas and mash - yum!
Enjoy!
Insert suggestive title here.
I went to pub last night,
the local faggots looked good.
Given the size of them,
I thought,
Two would suffice,
four would just over-face me.
The nice barmaid,
the one with all her own teeth,
noted my decision and
brought them over
and then explained
where the meat was sourced.
Initially I was concerned
that there was too much sauce,
it was slick and thick.
It put me off.
One taste of those meaty balls
was all it took. I’m hooked.
I recommend the local faggots.
They are served all year round
at the Rose and Crown.
Note in the Uk a faggot is a traditional dish, very common in Devon pubs. Balls of pork meat & liver in a rich gravy served with marrow fat peas and mash - yum!



) Thanks for the smile!