I have a roly-poly lover <br />and her name is Two Ton Tess. <br />When she hugs me, <br />she squeezes me half to death. <br />It is like getting a hug <br />from a giant grizzly bear. <br />Her muscles are as big as Popeye’s <br />with the spinach she devours. <br />When friends ask me why I date a sumo wrestler <br />I simply reply. She is my Two Ton Tess, <br />my big, big lass. <br />Last week she stopped a locomotion <br />as she bent over on the tracks. <br />When the conductor asked what she was doing. <br />Tess quickly replied <br />I lost a penny somewhere and I was looking for it there. <br />She had the reputation <br />of being the strongest girl around <br />and I will vouch for that. <br />She was and she still is <br />and when she put her arms around my neck <br />if feels as if I am on the end of a hangman’s noose. <br />However, I love her, <br />my roly-poly lover, <br />my sweet Two Ton Tess.<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/roly-poly-lover/
