My 12 year old daugther was asked to write a love sonnet for homework - something she wasn't keen on doing - as the teacher was going to read them out in class (and she thinks that love stuff is all a bit yuck and embarrassing) - Now you lot will probably have some idea of the punch line - but her teacher was oblivious who the object of desires really was until that last couplet




Your gentle green eyes, so loving and warm
Your wavy brown hair blows in the soft breeze
Your natural good heart takes no finer form
For you I would always quickly appease.

Your heart pounds as we run through the forest
My legs aching, as I try to keep up
My fingers run over your hairy chest
I know that my love, you never would swap

Hours and hours we spend together
Playing and learning, we always have fun
To be there for you, I will endeavour
Though your short legs I can never outrun

I’ve always thought that love was so soppy
Who needs a boy when I have my puppy?






(her dad had heart failure at the line "My fingers run over your hairy chest" - he was so relieved to find it was about Roofie )

Thats sweet, very intelligent people can make things ryhme 5 B wuppeeeeeeeeee promotion at last

Thats fab

Love it

Fantastic, love it

That's great!