I’m a strange creature, for I satisfy women,
a service to the neighbors! No one suffers
at my hands except for my slayer.
I grow very tall, erect in a bed,
I’m hairy underneath. From time to time
a beautiful girl, the brave daughter
of some churl dares to hold me,
grips my russet skin, robs me of my head
and puts me in the pantry. At once that girl
with plaited hair who has confronted me
remembers our meeting. Her eye moistens.
What am I? (Answer after the jump….)
Now, go check out Janelle’s joke. And wander around PlotMonkeys while you’re there.