A saucy young farm-girl named Kay
Went quietly missing one day;
She was caught on the farm
With a boy on her arm
Up to goodness knows what, in the hay.
(Written Oct 2012)
...ha ha ha ha..this limerick is a perfect one! great John.!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Being a farm boy I know about those hay lofts.Clever, witty and spicy-an enjoyable write, but to brief, I want ed a little more