A Combustible Woman From Thang

A combustible woman from Thang
Exploded one day with a BANG!
The maid then rushed in
And said with a grin,
'Pardon me, madam - you rang?'

by Spike Milligan

Comments (29)

Nice piece+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
The earth that made the rose, She also is thy mother, and not I. The flame wherewith thy maiden spirit glows Was lighted at no hearth that I sit by. I am as far below as heaven above thee. Were I thine angel, more I could not love thee. - - - - - - -Her affection is as natural as the earth Eearth is the spring of all emotions that define every one.Notwithstanding any distance or difference in social standing or any other barrier, her affection was genuine.If she was chided for a feeling so natural, she has no defense and she wishes to be endowed with strong will power to control her emotions. A poem about every human being as such emotions are common to all.
Loved the concept and flow. Very nice. Thanks for sharing.
Controlled passion, artfully captured and communicated. A lovely, heartwarming piece.
an understanding of one's feelings about place.
See More