In the woods at night, daughter, there prowl
Men and creatures and monsters most foul!
Never go out alone;
If you do, take your phone.
Hurry home if you hear them howl!
Month: June 2014
But it can’t take out the garbage
Many women now place their reliance
On plastics, IT, modern science;
They get off their rocks
Not with actual cocks,
But some over-sized buzzing appliance!
Gemutlich
Despite all of their labial frippery;
Never mind how they smell kippery,
Pussies are cute,
And they’re lovely to root,
Soft and shiny, and cosy and slippery!
Three little words
Although saying “I love you” seems trite,
It should cause no offence, and just might,
With a little good luck,
Perhaps lead to a fuck,
And, if true, make the fucking alright!
It might go away
Just the thought of it made her quite ill.
“It’s so big! It won’t fit!”
“Yes it will!”
So she parted her thighs,
Bit her lip, closed her eyes,
And just tried to lie perfectly still.
Hippy chick
She’d forsaken bras, panties and lippy,
Smoked dope and tripped out, gone all hippy.
Nice tits, see-through shirt,
Nipples hard… Did they hurt,
When they bounced, if the weather was nippy?
Baser appetites
Deep inside him, his dark side was stirring.
Her sense for such things was unerring.
“Let’s skip the dessert…
Fuck me now! Make it hurt!
Tie me up, if you like!” she said, purring.