A nice Jewish girl, born in New York,
Walked the walk, talked the whole kosher talk;
When it came, though, to boys
She was not shy of goys,
And she fancied a nice bit of pork!
Month: November 2011
Coffee
I need coffee to live, day and night,
Cappuccino, espresso, flat white,
Latte, long or short black;
Soon I’m right back on track,
But soy, decaf or skim just aren’t right!
A fortunate life
She was sixteen, and cute as a dimple,
But stressing out over a pimple!
Not poverty, war,
Climate change; what a bore!
Ah, if only all life were so simple.
The lure of the East
I prefer my girlfriends oriental;
They’re sexy and so ornamental.
White girls are designed
Much the same, yet I find
The resemblance almost accidental!
Rules of engagement
Noble knights and the horseless unbooted
Burned houses and pillaged and looted;
They slaughtered their foes,
Mostly men, I suppose,
Girls and women, of course, they just rooted.
Distressed
When she laughed, her breasts shook in her shirt;
Her bum bounced underneath her short skirt,
When they danced, her tits pressed
On his thundering chest,
And his cock grew so hard that it hurt!
The itch
On the beach, wearing hardly a stitch,
She enjoyed watching men’s crotches twitch;
If he played his cards right,
She would root one tonight,
And she didn’t mind very much which!
Introductory offer
When she kissed him, she murmured “Although you
Perhaps think that I hardly know you,
Just leave it to me;,
If you like what you see,
There’s lots more, I’d be happy to show you!”
No VPL
“Are your panties silk, lacy, white cotton?”
“Excuse me! You’re perfectly rotten!
How dare you ask that!”
“Well, your skirt seemed so flat,
I suspected they’d been quite forgotten.”
Dream on!
As she lathered her bosom with soap, her
Next-door neighbour peeked, in the hope her
Daydreams were of him,
Though the odds did seem slim
That he’d ever be able to grope her.