The poet's in me tonight!

[Brian Ellis]

The sky was dark,
The moon was high.
All alone,
Just she and I.

Her hair was soft,
Her eyes were blue.
I knew just what,
She wanted to do.

Her skin so soft,
Her legs so fine.
I ran my fingers,
Down her spine.

I didn't know how,
But I tried my best.
I started by placing,
My hands on her breast.

I remember my fear,
My fast beating heart.
But slowly she spread,
Her legs apart.

And when I did it,
I felt no shame.
All at once,
The white stuff came.

At last it's finished,
It's all over now.
My first time ever,
At milking a cow...

[Mehen]

ROFL!

Very nice!

[Fat Tone]

Hehe, Doh!

[Fluff]

Must admit I've never thought of what colour eyes cows have.

[az]

Fluff. I don't think cows have blue eyes, but it's gotta rhyme

[Jon P. Inghram]

GIS for "cow eye":

[TnT]

Nice on Brian. Very whimsical, perfect for the "mood" at the end.