Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Three Cheers



Three cheers for a female body, that's not like a bunch of sticks,
One that's not been skinisized by clever photography tricks!
Oh, maybe in her later years she'll grow a trifle stout
But, by then, all her admirers will be suffering from gout.
For now she's blooming with female health, with good child-bearing hips;
She clearly likes a glass of wine and maybe a packet of chips.
Her skin is honey-coloured, her curves are generous;
She's not the 'latest model; she's clearly one of us.
That face has never been botoxed! That would be a sin.
She even has the beginnings of a dear little double-chin!
Junoesque they call her and she bears the name with pride
For Juno was a goddess; her plumpness was deified.
In her brilliant red bikini, this lady walks the line;
She's comfortable in her body and knows that she's looking fine.
Here is Juno, in all her glory, being thoroughly adored!
Enjoy your curves. Take my word for it......you'll never be ignored!

(A Poem for Little Children.)

The Kitty twins were feeling down,
For Mama Cat had gone to town.
They were missing her soft fur,
Gentle tongue and soothing purr.
The Dutchy twins were passing by,
And heard the kittens’ mournful cry;
Saw them mewing, looking cold,
A sorry picture to behold.
The Dutchy twins said ‘Our big hats
Make lovely nests for little cats!
We’ll take them off, then you can hide,
Warm and cosy down inside’
The Dutchy twins said ‘You’ll be warm,
Sheltered from the wind and storm.
When Mama comes, then you can boast
That you have been as warm as toast.’
When Mama Cat came home that day
She thought her twins had run away!
But soon she found them way down deep
In little Dutch hats, lying fast asleep.

1 comment:

Maude Lynn said...

Let's hear it for Junoesque!