She exclaimed “Oh, my goodness, Sir Knight!
I was bathing! You gave me a fright!
Why, I might have been raped!
I could not have escaped!
Though, of course, one would put up a fight!”
Category: PG
Parental guidance recommended
The extravagance of youth
He approached her with youthful exuberance,
Sporting a splendid protuberance;
Bold, she took hold,
Lovingly, to enfold
It, snug, into her pendulous booberance.
A place in the sun
She lay basking, the sun on her face;
Her limbs moved with a langorous grace,
In lascivious ways,
To get more of its rays
On another, more intimate place.
English informality
She said, smiling, still charmingly nude,
“That was lovely, and now that we’ve screwed,
I would rather prefer
No more stiff ‘miss and sir’;
We’re on first name terms, now, yes?” she cooed.
Not that kind of girl
Though you might think a girl’s not that kind,
Try it on and, quite often, you’ll find
That you wind up in bed;
They’ll complain but, all said,
In the end, they don’t very much mind.
Aussie sheilas
Aussie sheilas are mostly good sorts,
Like a joke and a drink, damn good sports,
Cook a feed, open gates,
Root a man. And his mates…
It’s as if they could read a bloke’s thoughts!
Meek
She stood, naked, unable to speak.
He reached out, gave her nipple a tweak;
She just widened her eyes.
His hand parted her thighs;
She emitted a timorous squeak!
Square peg, round hole
There he was, within sight of his goal!
She denied him still! Must he cajole?
Must he weep? Must he beg,
To insert his square peg
In her ever-so-tempting round hole?
The smell of money
“Don’t you like what I’m trying to sell you?”
She asked. “At that price, it’s good value!”
She took him upstairs,
And paraded her wares;
He paid, too, but said, “Just let me smell you.”
His sister’s keeper
There she stood, at last, nude, not a stitch!
He advanced … then his plans struck a hitch;
His hand cupped her smooth bum …
“Let her go! I’ll tell Mum!”
Yelled her snotty kid brother, the snitch!