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A cottage in the country a woven roof of thatch In the kitchen a fat lady her knickers on the latch Pulled down past her chubby thighs exposing her hot hatch Within those apple gatherers a juicy damp wet patch Wearing an undone apron with her bra unclipped to match A wooden spoon is waiting she's cooking up a batch Arthritic hands maybe a snag but not much of a catch Spoon up her hole to stir the bowl using her wide ****** Two 44dd mixing bowls a mixture of flour and ginger Sugar hurled and butter twirled with her vigorous ***** ninja Spoon dripping salted essences oozing down that wooded stirrup Ground cinnamon is added with her special golden syrup A touch of soda bicarb an egg mixed in with her ***** Spoon inserted actions ***** squeezing wince and cringe Shaped and cut a ginger nut ***** mixing makes you ache Ovens hot sheet trays are got greased slid inside to bake A warming up made from her cup is this a big mistake Gingers fine if dough is prime so now who's on the make Your on the rise what a surprise now you are awake Placed on the side with tarts beside I wonder what's at stake Rampant ginger smells so good some pieces fall and flake In bed with tarts a fancy start when Fred has had his cake
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Mar 21, 2018
Mar 21, 2018 at 12:47 AM UTC
Prelude To: Tarts In Bed With Ginger Fred
A cottage in the country a woven roof of thatch In the kitchen a fat lady her knickers on the latch Pulled down past her chubby thighs exposing her hot hatch Within those apple gatherers a juicy damp wet patch Wearing an undone apron with her bra unclipped to match A wooden spoon is waiting she's cooking up a batch Arthritic hands maybe a snag but not much of a catch Spoon up her hole to stir the bowl using her wide ****** Two 44dd mixing bowls a mixture of flour and ginger Sugar hurled and butter twirled with her vigorous ***** ninja Spoon dripping salted essences oozing down that wooded stirrup Ground cinnamon is added with her special golden syrup A touch of soda bicarb an egg mixed in with her ***** Spoon inserted actions ***** squeezing wince and cringe Shaped and cut a ginger nut ***** mixing makes you ache Ovens hot sheet trays are got greased slid inside to bake A warming up made from her cup is this a big mistake Gingers fine if dough is prime so now who's on the make Your on the rise what a surprise now you are awake Placed on the side with tarts beside I wonder what's at stake Rampant ginger smells so good some pieces fall and flake In bed with tarts a fancy start when Fred has had his cake
Part 1 of a 2 part poem part 2 " tarts in bed with ginger fred "
kirk
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Mar 21, 2018
Mar 21, 2018 at 12:47 AM UTC
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