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NIGHT ALL...
Night all! When I have turned the light out,
I slip into bed without a clout.
For I prefer to get naked stark,
Not in the light but in the dark.
For I am an older, married, mum
With spreading hips, stretch marks on my tum,
Love handles and some more wobbly bits,
A sagging bum and, as sagging, tits.
Yes my man won't see what I reveal
But it won't stop him having a feel,
For I like to be hugged and caressed
When I'm next to him in bed undressed.
He likes the warmth of my rounded flesh,
And we still have times when we 'get fresh'
And end up rolling in the hay,
Long before the night turns back to day.
(Picture -Facebook meme which inspired this poem.)
I slip into bed without a clout.
For I prefer to get naked stark,
Not in the light but in the dark.
For I am an older, married, mum
With spreading hips, stretch marks on my tum,
Love handles and some more wobbly bits,
A sagging bum and, as sagging, tits.
Yes my man won't see what I reveal
But it won't stop him having a feel,
For I like to be hugged and caressed
When I'm next to him in bed undressed.
He likes the warmth of my rounded flesh,
And we still have times when we 'get fresh'
And end up rolling in the hay,
Long before the night turns back to day.
(Picture -Facebook meme which inspired this poem.)
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