Angel Child.

Blushing puce, cheeks all aglow,
Is there something I should know?

Dancing fingers, fidget, twirl,
What's afoot my Angel Girl?

Sold your sister? Flushed old Ted?
Ate a hole in my new bread?

Sliding glance, you must have done
Something that you oughtn't Hon.

What's that Darling? None of those?
Now you're twiddling your toes!

Must be bad! Now let's go look!
Is it something that you took?

Ah! There's Jimmy, from next door.
What's he doing on my floor?

Stole a kiss! Did he? Oh Dear!
Whispered sweet things in your ear.

No he WON'T do that again,
Now he thinks you're quite insane!

Iron fist in velvet glove
Is what I said! Not IRON GLOVE!

Let me see if he's OK?
Oh My! Jimmy! What a day!

Now you're puce all over too
From the beating she gave you.

Now SHAKE HANDS to show you care.
You're non-the-worse for wear and tear.

Lesson learned from this event?
Kisses aren't ALL Heaven Sent!
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Posted: Dec 2018

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Harbal
That's brilliant, Ginger. laugh thumbs up
GingerGee
Thanks Harbal. Glad you enjoyed it.
yaspark
Oh, so brilliantly funny, thank you so very much!
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