Mutton Thighs
I’m a Norman Lindsay
mutton thighed wench totally out of fashion. I desire a man for a Friday frolic
but really prefer my own company mid-week. I’ve taken on life’s challenges but
feel daunted now by city traffic and international flights. I don’t want to
clean up after anyone or cook for them or listen to snores and farts so I don’t
mind spending days alone at least I enjoy the company when it finally arrives
and sigh relief when it decides not to stay. Sometimes I dress well go out to
functions pretend I’m something of importance but really I’m just a Norman
Lindsay lady. A mutton thighed Friday night fucker – drink a little booze smoke
a little pot – its ok at the end of all the thought and striving to be totally
out of fashion
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