Her kind offer to root him rebuffed,
She should tell him to go and get stuffed!
What a bloody disgrace,
To have said to her face
That her pussy looked droopy and scuffed!
Morbid curiosity
He was just so damn huge! A gorilla!
Like out of some shlock-horror thriller!
Heart racing, in shock…
My God! Look at his cock!
But suppose he’s some serial killer?
In the stars
In her horoscope, blinking, the cursor
Highlighted the rising of Ursa,
(Not Major, but Minor),
Which ruled her vagina,
So, fucking good news! Or vice versa.
The sheik’s daughters
Sheik Azif let his daughters be tutored;
Enlightened, but lest they be rooted,
He also decreed,
Not unwisely, indeed,
That the school teacher had to be neutered!
The wind out of his sails
When he fucked her, she didn’t mind frightfully.
Things had turned out quite delightfully!
She’d liked it too,
So he thought. Thought he knew.
“I’ve had better and worse”, she said spitefully.
Wild west 11
Raped, abducted, abused by this bandit,
Tied up to a tree… Could she stand it?
Nude, narry a garment!
The lecherous varmint!
Could not be more fun if she’d planned it!
The apostate
Since she’d got over God, thoughts of hell,
She found life much more fun, truth to tell;
She’d go out, get a skinful,
Come over all sinful,
And get herself rooted, as well!
Pen-friend
“Dear Sir,” she wrote. “Although unruly,
Your conduct did not hurt unduly.
In fact, on reflection,
Your massive erection
Quite thrilled me! Fond wishes, Yours Truly”
Ladette
Not a tart, just a bloody good sport!
Not a slut… something, though, of that sort.
She just loves a good root…
So the question is moot.
She’s like one of the lads, like, he thought.
Welcome doormat
He went back to her, cheated and lied,
And was welcomed with legs open wide.
Just a slut, to be lenient,
Bloody convenient
Though, for a bit on the side!