Image courtesy S Writings…..
What are you thinking Bernie?
Trying not to Ralph.
Well look at me.
You look fine Ralph.
It’s the flowers Bernie; I’m not a flower bovine.
You think you got it bad they painted hearts all over me.
They suit you; you’re a hearts sort of bull.
You don’t know me so well do you? Not a romantic bellow in me.
Oh I don’t know you did ok with that Clarabelle.
She was coming on to me what was I to do.
Well as I understand it you did as was expected.
That’s just nature man, its what comes naturally.
Well think how those little heifers are going to go for you now.
You know Mabel, Mabel the mooer?
Oh yeah Mabel the moo queen, what about her.
She said I ever get a tat of any kind I could kiss goodbye anything to do with her.
Don’t worry, there’s a new one in the south paddock.
Really? Might amble over, flash a bloom or two her way.
Go for it man….