They’re all hypocrites, most of them wowsers!
They spend half their lives on their browsers,
One hand on the mouse,
In the dark, in their house,
And the other one stuck down their trousers!
Tag: porn
Jack and Jill
As the day dragged on, stifling a yawn,
“Serves me right, staying up until dawn,”
She thought. “Wish I’d been drunk,
Getting screwed by some hunk,
Not at home, jilling off, watching porn!”
Ground hog lay
Web-based porn’s great! That can’t be refuted.
Point, click, and the gangbang’s rebooted;
The girl’s on her knees,
Looking sweet as you please,
Then click PLAY, and she’s being re-rooted!
Five minutes of fame
Her head stuck on some porn star – a hoax,
Such amusement, though fake, it evokes!
It’s all over the net;
Not on Facebook, though, yet.
“Guess I’m only half-famous!” she jokes.
The erotic
The erotic may vary from verbal
To drugs, aphrodisiacs (herbal,
Rhinoceros horn),
Certain, more refined porn,
And to creatures (the snake and the gerbil.)
Bedevilled
By libidinous frenzy bedevilled,
In men’s lustful longings she revelled,
Like real-life porn!
She’d arrive home at dawn,
Panties lost, tipsy, giggling, dishevelled.
Crowd -pleaser
“Had a big night! Pics later,” she posted.
“Got drunk, got hooked up, got spit-roasted!
A third guy to baste.
Not a hole gone to waste!
They all said I was great, too,” she boasted.
Self-sufficiency
Bossy doormen, drunk men and high prices,
She’s over them! Now it suffices
To surf porn online,
With a bottle of wine,
Left, by choice, to her own sweet devices!
Compatible
They discussed body-art and film noir,
Retro-chic and soft porn and Degas;
Then they drank more tequila,
And by Pancho Villa,
She’d stripped to her panties and bra.
Porn
Quite a lot of what passes for porn,
Be it photos, or written, or drawn,
Is so matter-of-fact
It’s devoid of impact,
And provokes, not one’s lust, but a yawn.