Welcome, My Sillies! Together we'll uncover morsels of sweetness in the light and dark. You'll crave chocolate. I'm a naughty influence. {Note: I avoid Hershey's but partake in regular fixes of fair trade and organic varieties.} Please enjoy a ravenous sampling, and may you fast become addicted. Cheers to all things sweet. That, Dear Sillies, includes you.
Just innocent fun -- clean festivities here, But some might misread your intentions, I fear. Though maypoles are clearly the point of your song, Some readers will think what you want is.....uh.....to belong. We come here and comment, we know that you've seen us, But some may suspect you're obsessed with.....um.....the planet Venus. The May celebration's the theme that you pick; No reason to think you're fixated on.....er.....a tall pagan stick, that's it.
My, how clever you are, Infidel. From a few of your writings, I couldn't tell. As your rhyme suggests, though, indeed I'm fixated on the part of a main that makes me grow elated. I think of it daily, and at night in my bed Hint: It has something to do with a man's head It's his brain, Infidel. Did you think I meant dick instead?
Oh you take May to a whole new level. Thank you. I am blushing.
ReplyDeleteHaha. Gee, thank you. Keep blushing, Joanne. It looks good on you.
DeleteYou got me all excited talking about tools. We talkin' Craftsman or Snap-On?
ReplyDeleteI don't know, Mike. Which is bigger? Wink.
DeleteJust innocent fun -- clean festivities here,
ReplyDeleteBut some might misread your intentions, I fear.
Though maypoles are clearly the point of your song,
Some readers will think what you want is.....uh.....to belong.
We come here and comment, we know that you've seen us,
But some may suspect you're obsessed with.....um.....the planet Venus.
The May celebration's the theme that you pick;
No reason to think you're fixated on.....er.....a tall pagan stick, that's it.
My, how clever you are, Infidel.
DeleteFrom a few of your writings, I couldn't tell.
As your rhyme suggests, though, indeed I'm fixated
on the part of a main that makes me grow elated.
I think of it daily, and at night in my bed
Hint: It has something to do with a man's head
It's his brain, Infidel.
Did you think I meant dick instead?
oops, *man not main =)
DeleteNo handbook needed!
ReplyDeleteI'm sure your pole is sufficient, Alex.
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Enjoy the festivities!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Debra. In search of pole right now.
DeletePole dancing never sounded so fun.
ReplyDeleteIt actually looks like a blast, but maybe that's because everyone's plastered.
DeleteWell, now May doesn't sound so bad.
ReplyDeleteGood. That's the spirit, Mary.
DeleteSo funny! I will never look at a Maypole the same way again.
ReplyDeleteHa. Me neither, Sherry. When I researched for this, I found a lot of fun pictures and descriptions of the May Pole Dance.
DeleteCheers.
I climbed a Maypole on Saturday. It felt pretty damn good.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janie
Lucky you!
DeleteLove.
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DeleteOh my! A proud and erect pole?!!!
ReplyDeleteThose are the best kind for the dance.
DeleteWink.
"First comes the erection. Straight up to the sky" -Daaaaang! I suddenly have the urge to erect a pole -hahaha
ReplyDeleteHaha. I'm with you, girlfriend.
DeleteWell Belated Happy May Day to you. I hope to found a pole to dance around.
ReplyDeleteStill looking for one that's stable, Lady M.
Delete=) Thanks for chiming in.
Now one needs to wrap that ribbon around the Maypole singing divinely because that pole is all wrapped up I a nifty bow.
ReplyDeleteIt's a dainty piece of artwork. Martha Stewart would go wild, Birgit. Smiles.
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