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Contests : Wergle Flomp Free Poetry Contest : Past Winners : 2009 : Janette Berry
SHE SULKS AT GRAVITY
She sulks at gravity, at the tugs
Of advancing times. Ah! Saggy boobs;
And all that chest of floppy nugs
Meet at her midriff, eye her pubes:
Thus matured to those tender jugs,
Man-handled for years, like Rubik cubes.
One stretch the more, once firm the rocks,
Sat half inside the bra of lace
That poked at her braided locks,
Now softly the hairy pits embrace;
As menopause firmly knocks,
How warped, how sure their dwelling place.
And on that breast, and o'er that nipple,
So dry, so pulled, like pointed yams,
The dings that swing, the tits that ripple,
And end their days as Southern hams,
Seven children sucked to cripple,
A tired mom with buggered mams!
Sent as a joke to The League of American Poets, this poem won an honorable mention in the 2009 Wergle Flomp humor poetry contest sponsored by Winning Writers. Author Janette Berry received a cash prize of $72.95.
About Janette Berry
I had an average education in England, and then worked in various clerical positions, before being snapped up by a US Marine. I now live stateside with our family and enjoy the military lifestyle.
My love for poetry began at age nine, and I have encouraged my children to explore the same.
The above poem is my first ever piece of writing, as an adult, that I have let out of my hands for scrutiny. This is my first competition. Therefore, I am pleasantly surprised and encouraged to have won an Honorable Mention. Please note that the poem does not refer to me personally—I have only two children!
My wonderful life in England, and subsequent time in the States, has given me a lot of ideas for writing. My pen is red hot at the moment! I am currently working on a short story, and I continue to add poems to my collection.
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