Poem Hunter
Last Time He Saw Her.
(04 October 1943 / Germany)

Last Time He Saw Her.

Poem By Terry Collett

I love that hat, it gives some shade
to mammaries on this cute maid.
The melbourne Cup is once a year,
most visitors drink wine and beer.

And all the ladies form parades
with ponytails and fancy braids,
but soon they do recall the reason
they've come here, it is racing season.

So, quickly, make a risky bet
adjust your hat, the mozzie net.
Sit down and watch the race unfold
and dream about that pot of gold.

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Comments (3)

I've never thought of myself as having mammaries, but I suppose it make a change from 'boobs'. I think it must have been a pretty large hat though! Fun read. Sincerely Ernestine.
Fun! Why do you go to the Melbourne Cup....?
Fun poem. Love the 'mozzie net.' Wish I could be there. Raynette