What is my secret fantasy?
It's simple as the ABC,
to fill my bath up to the top
with sweet marshmallows, I will drop
or rather slide dreamily down,
surrounded by an eiderdown
of sugared bliss and cushioned fluff,
one thousand would not be enough
to cover this audacious bod',
but did I mention on my todd?
Author notes
Fot those who do not know what 'todd' means-
on my own!
A contest entry
- Laughter by Silent-Myst.
588 points, ended April 25, 2008, 7 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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lol A marshmellow fantasy of fluff and peace!!
Love your muse on this one Hilly!!
Excellent!!
Congratulations on the award!!!!!
Linda
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When I shuck off this mortal coil I want to be cremated on a funeral pyre of marshmellows.
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Mmm.. marshmallows =)
Ha that would be so cool to be swimming in marshmallows. They are all soft and fun and so delicious =D
Good one!
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