It's not just chocolate...it's a lifestyle

From birth Godiva has always preferred to remain clothing optional.

Her attraction to horses was also evident.

Her love of bubbles has influenced those around her.

Pro bono capita noli me tangere

As you can see, she still believes in the bare necessities.

My thanks to Nimue, Clan MacSpam, Friend of the Wenches,

for finding the following poem to grace these pages.


The Naked and the Nude


For me, the naked and the nude

(By lexicographers construed

As synonyms that should express

The same deficiency of dress

Or shelter) stand as wide apart

As love from lies, or truth from art.


Lovers without reproach will gaze

On bodies naked and ablaze;

The hippocratic eye will see

In nakedness, anatomy;

And naked shines the Goddess when

She mounts her lion among men.


The nude are bold, the nude are sly

To hold each treasonable eye.

While draping by a showman's trick

Their dishabille in rhetoric,

They grin a mock-religious grin

Of scorn at those of naked skin.


The naked, therefore, who compete

Against the nude may know defeat;

Yet when they both together tread

The briary pastures of the dead,

By Gorgons with long whips pursued,

How naked go the sometime nude!


-Robert Graves

There it is. "To my Koncubine, Godiva. Your leather lad, K."

Proof positive that there *IS* one surviving horseman,

and you know who it is.


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