Sunday 7th November 2021
My thought drifted to back, Grizelda, so jovial,
She was tall, hairy, and rampantly ever-sexual…
Her visit to England was most beneficial,
To me, although at times it was ethereal…
I even thought of things matrimonial,
Her sex appeal oozed from her, unanalysable,
She was forceful, but not unsurmountable,
Many would call Grizelda gladiatorial…
I’d call her, thank heavens, indefatigable!
Part Of The Nottingham Lads Make Them Laugh Ode Series
Good memories of Grizelda.
A must missed gal, Timothy.
But the memories remain.
It seems like she was good at man handling you.
Perfick she was! She’d just throw me on the bed and… no best not say. Har-har!
Nothing like being tossed about by a femme gladiator.
Four weeks of heaven it was, Tim. In fact, I probably had more intimacy in that month, than I did in the following fifty years!
Ah, memories can be so precious!