Giving it plenty
A girl of 16 is an old mans dream
Sweet, naive, not hard to please
When she reaches 18 she's ripe for dating
With a father figure in her schemes
A woman of 20 of them there are plenty,
avoiding cheap leers, chasing careers,
At 30 she'll marry, find some young Harry,
biological clock going ticky, tick tock.
She's feeling maternal broody and mumsy,
she'll rip off his clothes and grope at his undies.
But soon she'll complain that the baby is tiresome,
her body is flumpy, her boobies are dumpy.
She'll crave to be youthful, do something useful,
starting to fancy men young and fruitful.
Men turning 20, men earning plenty,
buying her roses and licking her toeses.
By the time little Johnny attends boarding school
Mummy's out flirting breaking some rules.
Buying new dresses, coiffuring her tresses,
sporting her jewellery, enjoying tom foolery
Toy boys and teddies, husband too sweaty,
watching her waistline and giving it plenty!
poem by Ruth Walters
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