Naked mostly, both off and onstage,
Body still pretty good for her age;
Though the wrong side of thirty,
Still randy and flirty.
Booze, tips, tricks, why work for a wage?
Tag: randy
Passive resistance
A good woman, according to Gandhi,
Confronted by somebody randy,
Should calmly resist,
Or at least should insist
She be fucked somewhere grassy or sandy.
The evening of the day
Though a bit geriatric, Mick Jagger
Still puts on the hip-thrust and swagger,
Attempting to show
That, just as long ago,
He’s a randy, inveterate shagger.
A smattering of applause
Staring gob-smacked, the poor randy fool,
Stands there happily jerking his tool.
She pretends not to see,
And continues to pee,
While his mouth and his penis both drool.
Hey diddle diddle
She was feisty and fit as a fiddle,
Good sort, randy; hey diddle diddle!
Nice firm, bouncy tits,
Yummy, juicy pink bits,
And the handiest slit in the middle!
Temptation
Randy, wet and deliciously tempted,
She undid her blouse and pre-empted
His hand on her breast.
Still a virgin, he guessed,
Sick of being left out and exempted.
Snow White, the untold story
Seventh heaven! thought randy Snow White.
Horny runts! They’d been at her all night!
Only up to her cunt,
(Grumpy came with a grunt)
Cocks like donkeys, for all their small height!
Alice, unexpurgated
Alice, curious, subject to whimsy,
This brillig day, randy and mimsy,
Began to caress
Herself under her dress;
Slithy, frabjous! Off, panties, so flimsy!
Something in the air
He drew near her, catching a whiff
Of her muskiness, wondering if
She, as randy as he,
Wanted him, and if she
Had yet noticed his cock getting stiff.
Arcadian interlude
The nymph fled from the goatish god, Pan,
His prick thick as the arm of a man,
But the randy old satyr,
Determined to mate her,
Grew harder, the harder she ran.