As he hitched up her skirt hem, she laughed,
“Oh! My goodness! A sudden cold draft!”
The breeze ruffled the hair
On her never-mind-where,
Which he parted forthwith, with his shaft!
Tag: pubic hair
The trap
It was pink, its mouth drooled, it was hairy,
Quite gross, and decidedly scary!
Her titties were nice,
But were meant to entice
Boys like him, who were young and unwary!
The joker
She passed out, and a nearby bloke
Thought he’d play a small practical joke,
So he gave her a screw
Shaved her pubic hair too;
Wouldn’t she be surprised when she woke!
Hair's breadth
He was thrilled with how far he had got,
Till she cried “You’ll do what? And with what?
Put it where? Part my hair?
Don’t you bloody well dare!
Put that thing in my thing? I think not!”
Shoosh!
When he cursed and blasphemed, she said “Shoosh!
Just relax, line yourself up and push.
Count to ten, start again,
Wait until I say when,
And stop beating around in my bush!”
Hairstyles
Once a girl had a quaint pussy-beard,
But these days they’ve all disappeared.
They’re bald or they’re bristled;
Back then I’d have whistled,
But now I just think they look weird!
Straying hand
She said “Just slide your hand up a bit,
Till you come to a slippery slit.
No! You’re going off track!
You’re too far to the back!
Find the hair! Now you’re there! God! That’s it!”
A different complexion
By the lamplight, he sees, as he peeks,
Her full lips and her plump, rosy cheeks,
Her long, curly, dark hair;
He continues to stare:
It’s a glimpse of her face that he seeks!
Fringe benefit
He likes pubic hair, just a nice fringe,
Neatly trimmed, with perhaps a red tinge,
But the “Hitler’s moustache”
He thinks rather too harsh,
And a fully-shaved cunt makes me cringe!
Impartial
So, which part of a woman is best?
A soft, squeezable, squashable breast,
Or her vulva, with features
Like dainty sea creatures,
Or pubic hair, like a wee nest?