Farmer Jake he had a pig,he called her Rosie
A bed of straw,nice warm sty
he made sure she was cosy
Jake, a confirmed bachelor
was urged to marry by his mother
She invited ladies by the dozen to the house
To see if Jake would choose a spouse
Now Jake alright was deeply in love
But not with any lass
he swore his love to Rosie
Of whom he felt had so much class
She became Jake's constant partner
He would not look at another
On market days she sat beside him on the cart,
she worshiped the ground
he walked on and even enjoyed his *farts*
Then one day did Jake verily spy
A buxom maiden who was a tad shy
She flashed him a smile as she walked by past
A rush of blood flew to his head
as he espied her a$$
Jake was in confusion on the way home
The heat was such,it caused him to strip
off his jumper
He felt sick with ecstasy at the though
of the wench's bumper
Market days from then were never the same
Jake felt that he was going insane
"I've got to have her" said the country yokel
"I'll find a way in which to yoke her"
Weeks passed and Jake he went a courting
"She'll be mine,of that I am certain"
He asked for her hand in marriage
and carried her away upon his carriage
At the wedding feast they had a blast
Jake felt he wanted the merriment to last
That night in bed,he cosied up to his wife
and vowed to stay with her for the
rest of his life
The next morning his new wife's slumber
was rudely broken
She shot out of bed and there was Jake
his face white as a ghost,upset and shaken
"Rosie's gone! She's left home,
I feel so lost and all alone"
Jake couldn't believe his ears when his wife declared
"How do you think we fed the wedding guests,
We had such a feast,I must confess"
Jake packed her bags and sent her to her mother's
He vowed to stay a bachelor,for the likes of Rosie
Jake will know no other!

**........sorry about the rude word,but flatulence did not rhyme

That was funny and yet sad, very nice ((Bonny))

Nice story....poor Jake

poor everybody,,lol