The dread creature that Frankenstein fashioned / had no livelihood— much too impassioned. / Both the bolts in his neck / were contrived as low-tech, / and attachments, if any, were rationed. /// But the creature’s helpmate has a trade. / Her design allows her to get paid. / Bolted into her throat / is a yoke. You will note, / she was made an ideal dairy-maid.
Staid Joanna is never dismayed. / Never wild, overjoyed or afraid. / For her husband ensured / that to work she’s inured. / Now Joanna’s a Stepford milkmaid.
Those milk-cans which hang from wood holders, / when full are as heavy as boulders. / But the maid isn’t stressed. / After work she gets dressed / in an ‘80’s gown (extra-wide shoulders). /// Eighteen -eighty’s the date, it is true, / but all fashion repeats, never new. / She attracts local lads / with her wood shoulder-pads. / Will a Dynasty prequel ensue?
As “gym-wards” she painfully plods/ shei s planning to pump her “quads“:/ her “delts” and her “traps”/ are prone to mishaps:/ still, she thinks she can beat the odds../// “The Olympia’s” still months away/ and she’s training like hell every day:/ though she looks like a mutt/ she’s amazingly “cut”/ beneath those sad garments of gray./// Any price she will willingly pay/ to extract her feet from this clay,/ so she’s blasting her “lats”/ and foregoing all fats/ though her “abs” may yet lead her astray.. /// and if she should somehow lose/ she will then take a “singles cruise”:/ a few weeks at sea/ with a boyfriend (or three)/ then it’s back to those wooden shoes…
As she grew up, she never was blue / Never thought of the work she would do. / Then they loaded her shoulders / With cans like two boulders / And said, “Honey, the yoke is on you.”
Her yoke is for spreading the load./ It’s less painful than whip, or than goad./ We’re extremely humane/ (unlike farmers in Spain/ whose ploughs by their daughters are towed.)/// This girl is petite and demure/ hence her “easier” sinecure./ Were she somewhat more crude/ she’d be swiftly subdued/ like her sister – who spreads the manure…/// I sing of a life on the farm-/ of its earthy, malodorous charm-/ of the warmth of your neighbors/ (fights with scythes – not with sabers)/ Could there be any possible harm?/// Rusticity speaks to the soul:/ where a man’s on the land – not the dole../ where the “gummint” you hate/ and you dictate your fate/ at least till the next Dust Bowl…
Her face is a stoical mask/ which attests to the strain of the task:/ they could lighten the chore/ by a factor of four../ is a wheelbarrow too much to ask ?
Suzette finally figured out how Lauren Bacall got that big shoulder look but failed to realize that her clothes should go over the yoke. (Also, that she should ditch the milk buckets – stupid Suzette!)
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I’ve been gazing at her for a while/ having been drawn in by her style/ her garments’ sharp creases/ have blown me to pieces/- to say naught of her dazzling smile…
BE THIS GUY almost 3 years ago
Bridget really needed a shoulder massage at the end of the day.
Solstice*1947 almost 3 years ago
The dread creature that Frankenstein fashioned / had no livelihood— much too impassioned. / Both the bolts in his neck / were contrived as low-tech, / and attachments, if any, were rationed. /// But the creature’s helpmate has a trade. / Her design allows her to get paid. / Bolted into her throat / is a yoke. You will note, / she was made an ideal dairy-maid.
sparklite almost 3 years ago
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Katiska was asked if it hurt,
that yoke sprouting out of her shirt.
“No, it helps me tote more,
“but I’ve such a small door,
“it’s a bitch getting out of my yurt.”
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Might setting it out be a plan…?
“Yes, I do that when bedding my man.
“But guys in the village,
“accustomed to pillage,
“won’t keep their damned hands off my can!”
Say What Now‽ Premium Member almost 3 years ago
It wasn’t much later when they invented the ox.
Solstice*1947 almost 3 years ago
Staid Joanna is never dismayed. / Never wild, overjoyed or afraid. / For her husband ensured / that to work she’s inured. / Now Joanna’s a Stepford milkmaid.
rmremail almost 3 years ago
Mary was exhausted after a long day of milking the almonds to make the milk
Solstice*1947 almost 3 years ago
Those milk-cans which hang from wood holders, / when full are as heavy as boulders. / But the maid isn’t stressed. / After work she gets dressed / in an ‘80’s gown (extra-wide shoulders). /// Eighteen -eighty’s the date, it is true, / but all fashion repeats, never new. / She attracts local lads / with her wood shoulder-pads. / Will a Dynasty prequel ensue?
ronaldspence almost 3 years ago
Hey!My eyes are up here, stop staring at my cans!”
Baslim the Beggar Premium Member almost 3 years ago
The next bozo who shouts “Nice Jugs” is going in the canal!
orinoco womble almost 3 years ago
Edouard May had heard of impressionism, and wanted no truck with it.
Charliegirl Premium Member almost 3 years ago
She’s had a headache everyday since they implanted those boards in her neck!
Call me Ishmael almost 3 years ago
As “gym-wards” she painfully plods/ shei s planning to pump her “quads“:/ her “delts” and her “traps”/ are prone to mishaps:/ still, she thinks she can beat the odds../// “The Olympia’s” still months away/ and she’s training like hell every day:/ though she looks like a mutt/ she’s amazingly “cut”/ beneath those sad garments of gray./// Any price she will willingly pay/ to extract her feet from this clay,/ so she’s blasting her “lats”/ and foregoing all fats/ though her “abs” may yet lead her astray.. /// and if she should somehow lose/ she will then take a “singles cruise”:/ a few weeks at sea/ with a boyfriend (or three)/ then it’s back to those wooden shoes…
Qiset almost 3 years ago
Let’s milk this for all its worth.
gopher gofer almost 3 years ago
uma thurman, showing off her jugs…
pcolli almost 3 years ago
On her way to churn obyl.
Radish the wordsmith almost 3 years ago
She’s trying to make her hips look smaller.
Egrayjames almost 3 years ago
“And to think I was denied a job at ’Hooter’s’. Everyone knows I’ve got the best jugs in town!”
Reader almost 3 years ago
I see she pocketed her 19th century ear buds for the picture.
Buzzworld almost 3 years ago
The only French painting of a woman with jugs and no nudity.
Reader almost 3 years ago
Wait – she’s not a milkmaid in the raw; she’s a maid with raw milk!
Lotus almost 3 years ago
The yoke’s on her. It’s pecs day.
[Traveler] Premium Member almost 3 years ago
I can pick up WLS with this thing
jdculhane46 almost 3 years ago
The next jerk that yells “look at her cans” is getting this yoke up his ass
rugeirn almost 3 years ago
As she grew up, she never was blue / Never thought of the work she would do. / Then they loaded her shoulders / With cans like two boulders / And said, “Honey, the yoke is on you.”
Jeffin Premium Member almost 3 years ago
Back in the days when milk maid the woman.
Call me Ishmael almost 3 years ago
Her yoke is for spreading the load./ It’s less painful than whip, or than goad./ We’re extremely humane/ (unlike farmers in Spain/ whose ploughs by their daughters are towed.)/// This girl is petite and demure/ hence her “easier” sinecure./ Were she somewhat more crude/ she’d be swiftly subdued/ like her sister – who spreads the manure…/// I sing of a life on the farm-/ of its earthy, malodorous charm-/ of the warmth of your neighbors/ (fights with scythes – not with sabers)/ Could there be any possible harm?/// Rusticity speaks to the soul:/ where a man’s on the land – not the dole../ where the “gummint” you hate/ and you dictate your fate/ at least till the next Dust Bowl…
aerotica69 almost 3 years ago
Is there any question that it was a male fashion designer who invented the yoke?
Indianapolis Smith almost 3 years ago
Marlene was never sure how to take it whenever she heard someone remark “Look at the jugs on that girl”.
Honorable Mention In The Banjo Toss Premium Member almost 3 years ago
Agribusiness decided it wasn’t enough just to have genetically modified crops.
Call me Ishmael almost 3 years ago
Her face is a stoical mask/ which attests to the strain of the task:/ they could lighten the chore/ by a factor of four../ is a wheelbarrow too much to ask ?
Linguist almost 3 years ago
Millie the Milkmaid dreams that she can can her cans and can canoe and canoodle with Canadian Can-Caners!
Another Take almost 3 years ago
Suzette finally figured out how Lauren Bacall got that big shoulder look but failed to realize that her clothes should go over the yoke. (Also, that she should ditch the milk buckets – stupid Suzette!)
The Wolf In Your Midst almost 3 years ago
She listed her measurements on Tindr as 56-26-42.
Calvins Brother almost 3 years ago
Shoulder pads before they got it right.
mabrndt Premium Member almost 3 years ago
The little dairymaid:
https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Angoul%C3%AAme_16_Mus%C3%A9e_Petite_laiti%C3%A8re_L.-E_May_2011.jpg
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https://thatispriceless.blogspot.com/2021/11/masterpiece-2824.html
I couldn’t find any info about this artist online. First work by him used here.
Call me Ishmael almost 3 years ago
I’ve been gazing at her for a while/ having been drawn in by her style/ her garments’ sharp creases/ have blown me to pieces/- to say naught of her dazzling smile…
sparklite almost 3 years ago
“Ya know, if you wanted to make sure I couldn’t run away, wearing high heels would have worked, too.”
Bilan almost 3 years ago
Wearing this yoke is one thing, but I will not put that bit in my mouth!
SteveR405 almost 3 years ago
Tinder couldn’t resist matchmaking Mary the milkmaid with Pete from “Ghosts”.
d1234dick Premium Member almost 3 years ago
Maria’s shoulder implant was good for her job, but not too good for her finding a mate,not handy in bed.
gcarlson almost 3 years ago
Somebody had already spotted the Holstein she emptied into the buckets.
Blatherskite almost 3 years ago
“Go ahead, laugh, but only 50 years from now, Joan Crawford will kill for shoulder pads like these!”
Radish the wordsmith almost 3 years ago
Do my cans make my butt look big?
Running Buffalo Premium Member almost 3 years ago
“Well …” she said coyly, “… I’ve been practicing a lot lately; and I can get my jugs a twirlin’ … if you want me to show you …”
Running Buffalo Premium Member almost 3 years ago
You know it is a sad day when the highlight of your day is having a wake up choir at 7 am. Then it’s off to work I go.
Call me Ishmael about 2 months ago
Staid Johanna, quite frankly, seems staid/
But her homecoming may be delayed
Since those jugs that she lugs/
Are laden with drugs/
Not (as she insists) with lemonade.