My good pal and CEO of Minja Merkins ™, Willy Burns, proudly displays his winter 2024 collection of high-end minge mats at its autumn launch.
The inspiration for my first foray into the exciting world of verse is the result of an unexpected encounter with my old Scottish mate, Willy Burns, who I bumped into while in the queue at a Tim Horton’s the other night. Willy revealed that he had set up a high-end merkin farm and retail outlet in the East End of London, and he reports that business is booming!
Writing poetry is new to me and my early efforts are very much a work in progress, and so will be extremely flawed. This, my first attempt, is in the format of the quatrain, a word I had to look up, incidentally. I had fancied myself able to compose a limerick but I subsequently struggled to work within its five line parameter. Anyhow, here it is:
Mabel’s merkin by the bard known at Timmeh
Mabel had a merkin
Its size was overpowering
She wore it every day to work
But took it off when showering
Please be mindful that like a pet, a merkin is for life, not just for Christmas.