Finger painting, or flicking the bean,
Muffin buffin’, you know what I mean?
You can frap, you can shlick,
What a shame you can’t lick!
So deliciously lewd and unclean!
Month: June 2016
The gambler’s girl
Disinherited, fallen from grace;
Did she care, in his hungry embrace?
Though he gambled and drank,
All she craved, to be frank,
In her hole… well it wasn’t his ace!
Personal space
He invaded her personal space…
Had she minded, which wasn’t the case,
She’d have certainly said…
What got into her head?
Well not quite, though it was in her face!