Mr Frumpadiddle was a very strange man
And came to the village from a far away land
With eyes like sapphires and a sparkle to match
Whenever people saw him they thought
What a catch
Mr Frumpadiddle was indeed a nice fellow
From the way that he met you
With a very hearty hello
From the smile so disarming
And a charm so sweet
Mr Frumpadiddle was the talk
In every street
All the men wanted to be him
And the ladies wanted more
Everyone was very happy
When he came knocking at their doors
And before they knew it
A new day had begun
Because the hot night before
Was full of passion and lots of fun
Mr Frumpadiddle was a wizard to be sure
And his one and only spell was how to lure
Everyone he set his eyes on was his for the taking
They would give him anything he wanted
Which technically wasn't raping
But then one day a maid
Came into town
A righteous little virgin by the name
Of Sister Ann
And seeing Mr Frumpadiddle for exactly who he was
She caught the randy wizard and began to tell him off
And try as he might Frumpadiddle could not persuade
Sister Ann to give up her title as a virgin maid
In tears of despair Frumpadiddle left his only home
And the people felt the magic leave as he walked away from the town
Now Sister Ann was feeling good at banishing the randy goat
And standing proudly in the square
Said it was she who saved them all
But the sight of all the people
Who were looking rather glum
Made her rethink her holy decision
About being a nun
So off she ran to find
Frumpadiddle once more
And find him she did
Out by the misty moor
"I've made a mistake.
My poor mystic friend.
What I thought was evil
Really made a happy end.
If you can forgive me
I've got a treat for you.
Just come back to the village
And show me what you can do."
With a twinkle once more in his eyes
Frumpadiddle took her by her hand
"I'll show you what happiness is"
And he took her there and then
Ann renounced her vows
Right there upon the spot
It's not much fun for a nun
Who wants more than wedlock
Now she's just as popular
When she goes knocking on people's doors
It's funny how your life can change
From just a bit of cock
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Author:
Saxon Crow (
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Comments5
Well now there's a tale of mirth
will there be a follow on, celebrating the birth?
Nice one saxon.
Maybe something about the second coming?
Wonderful amusing write SC, thank you for my first laugh of the day.
Andy
Nun's don't need a cock
to satisfy themselves
just like a cock, doesn't
need to 'be first'
and 'conquer a virgin'
to prove, worth..
(the day we can appreciate
each other's choices
and not revel in belittling
those, who hurt us
because our fortunes have
reversed..
is the day, we can hope for us
to evolve and learn
from our past mistakes
and end humanity's cyclical
self-hindering, petty mindsets)
a great write, dear Poet
really like the way your didactive, tale
highlighted
our fallibility's need to seek revenge
and thus, insure
the cycle of inhumanity, continues
a wonderful demonstration
of regressive mindsets
tainting our opportunity for progress..
'a bit of sex'
is why a war is waging
between
the pro life and pro right's
when
a little self control and consideration
to the consequences of our actions
would fix it all..
and I'm sure there is a lot more
to being a nun or priest, than simply abstinence
lol
(sorry if I interpreted your words too seriously
and got this all wrong
I'm often too conceited in my reading
of other people's work
so think it best to apologise in advance
but you already know
what a fool I can be)
lol
thanks for sharing
Wooooooooaaahhhhhhh there LB. It's just a light-hearted ditty with no hidden meaning my friend
The "Frump" got out frumped
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