Her knickers were drying on the line
when along came a thief; a perverted swine
but he was seen as he made his escape
and being unfit and out of shape
he stumbled and fell thanks to tired legs
and now he’s in jail for stealing pegs.
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Author:
Michael Edwards (
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Comments6
Pegs are so important, some of ours are antiques!
I remember when gypsies ( can you still say gypsies?) used to sell them on the doorstep.
Love the artwork.
Were they Miss Berles under-garments?! heehee.
Highly Knicker Berles?
BON MATIN ~ Notre Oncle Steve ! Love the Psychedelic Dandelion Wings ! When in season ANGELA & I cant help picking & blowing ! Love the nuances in the POEM ! Ive heard of KNICKER NICKERS but never seen one in action ? Angela always dries hers indoors because VICTORIAS SECRET ( and even M & S !) cost the Earth ! She has some with the LOGO *FOR YIOUR EYES ONLY* and she assures me that she means me !
Blessings & Peace to YOU & YOURS
Love BRIAN & ANGELA 🧡💚🧡💚🧡
Please check OUR FUSION *WHAT IS CHRISTMAS ?* Thanks
Oncle Steve? Knickers in a twist? lol 😊 Thanks Brian.
I heard only once of peg thieves around my neck of the woods but wondered if it was an ol' Cornish joke........ now having read your story I know better and shall peg my undies on electrified rope - thanks for the big smile Mike.
Now that sounds like fodder for another poem - thanks Fay.
Ha ha ha didn't know you could write such scintillating limericks Woww! I mean you look like many with a serious face so this changed that. A fantastic humoured poem. And I who can usually write only on sth which really happened , wonder if this story is true. Kudos.
So nice to read from you again!
Pls pleez do review comment my newest poem too.
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