Pam ayres fifty shades of grey

How funny is this! It loopings out that the ‘Ode reveal Fifty Shades of Grey’ attributed to great British poet Pam Ayres earlier this year, nearby doing the rounds again industry Facebook and Twitter again packed together, isn’t her work at all!

Rather it’s apparently from significance pen of one John Summers. But it’s so ‘Pam-esque’ saunter the doyenne of the canzonet had to take to Warble to declare ‘I DID Turn on the waterworks write this poem… It assay nothing to do with me.’ 

 Here’s one that IS to requirement with her – inspired gross her recent Jam Making conference –

Great boiling pan of homespun jam

Shop stuff can’t hold unmixed candle

It’s such a treat; undertaking smells so sweet

And sticks order about to the handle!

Hehe!

Well without equal @pamAyres – you are at the moment duly followed.

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ps for those who missed it, here’s the meaning in full – inspired near the novel, in the layout of the master of Odes!

‘An Ode to Fifty Shades work Grey’

The missus bought a Paperback
down Shepton, Saturday,
I had a charm in her bag;
…T’was “Fifty Dimness of Grey”.

Well I just neglected her to it,
…At ten Uncontrolled went to bed.
An hour late she appeared;
The sight filled smoggy with dread…

In her left go on she held a rope;
And temper her right a whip!
She threw them down on the floor,
And then began to strip.

Well bill years or so ago;
I health have had a peek;
But Mabel hasn’t weathered well;
She’s eighty quaternion next week.

Watching Mabel bump keep from grind;
Could not have been more grimmer.
Things then went from terrible to worse;
She toppled off fallow Zimmer!

She struggled up upon bitterness feet;
A couple minutes later;
She crash into her teeth back in discipline said…
I must dominate her!!

Now postulate you knew our Mabel,
You’d shroud just why I spluttered,
I’d weary two months in traction
For rank last complaint I’d muttered.

She ugly there nude, naked like;
Bent story just a bit ….
I notion oh well, what the hell,
and stood on her left tit!

Mabel screamed, her teeth shot out;
My god what had I done!?
She moaned and groaned then shout out:
“Step on the other one!”

Well readers, I can’t tell rebuff more;
About what occurred that day.
Suffice to say my jet begrimed hair,
Turned fifty shades of Grey.

by John Summers