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By *z Thongz OP Woman
over a year ago
Lanarkshire |
A guys in scotland chat wrote this for me , thought i would share it .
AN ODE TO A PUDDYCAT
In the shadow of the ochils, lives a sherriff with a star,
Shes fair .just and honest, no matter who you are,
She does her job dilligently day after day,
But guys keep yer fowl cams well out her way,
Shes a sucker for a coffee, she likes it strong and hot,
And very quick with a comment, more often than not,
A mother to five and a granny to eight,
And each and every 1 thinks she is great.
An outer shell that seems hard to crack,
but an inner of gold that she hides neath the black,
claws that are sharp but scratch like a feather,
she washes n bleaches no matter the weather,
I know her as puddycat my own pet nickname,
Given the time im sure a tiger can be tame,
And so alls been said now I come to the end,
I hope and pray I am classed as a friend.
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