The Poetry Corner...

WOMANS POEM
Before I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man, who's not a creep.
One who's handsome, smart and strong.
One who loves to listen long.
One who thinks before he speaks,
One who'll call, not wait for weeks.
I pray he's gainfully employed,
When I spend his cash, he won't be annoyed.
Pulls out my chair and opens my door,
Massages my back and begs to do more.
Oh! Send me a man who'll make love to my mind,
Knows what to answer to "how small is my behind?"
I pray that this man will love me to no end,
And always be my very best friend.



MAN'S POEM
I pray for a deaf-mute nymphomaniac with huge boobs
Who owns a liquor store and a golf course.
This doesn't rhyme and I don't give a shit.
 
Not Pc

Hickory Dickory Dock.
My balls fell out of my jock.
I laid them to rest
On some hooker's chest
And paddled her face with my cock.

Roll, roll, roll your xxxx
Gently down my prick.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,
Then you'll suck my dick.

Jack and Betty, up in a tree
F-U-C-K-I-N-G
First comes Betty, then comes Jack
Then comes the goo from Betty's crack.

Hickory dickory dock
Some chick was sucking my cock.
The clock struck two
I dropped my goo
I dumped the bitch on the next block.

Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
Trim that pussy it's too damn hairy.

Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet
Eating her curds and whey.
Along came a spider,
Who sat down beside her
And said, "Hey, what's in the bowl, bitch?"

Eenie, Meenie, Miney, Moe
Suck my dick and swallow slow.

There was an old lady who lived in a shoe
She had so many kids,
Her uterus fell out.

Three Blind Mice
See how they run,
Where the fuck are they going?

Roses are red, violets are blue
I fucked your mother,
and then she had you.

Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack burnt of his fucking dick


Old Andrew Dice Clay Nursery Ryhmes
 
From "Paul Revere's Ride"

Meanwhile, impatient to mount and ride
Booted and spurred, with a heavy stride

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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow would be a good porn name. :rolleyes:
 
A Divine Image

Cruelty has a human heart,
And Jealousy a human face;
Terror the human form divine,
And secrecy the human dress.

The human dress is forged iron,
The human form a fiery forge,
The human face a furnace seal'd,
The human heart its hungry gorge.


William Blake
 
A Sweet Poem A Gentleman Emailed Me
Not Long Ago ........

Today was my last goodbye to you,
My last kiss and my last embrace,
I remember it was like yesterday,
When I first saw you smile,
It was so warm and inviting,
Your beautiful brown eyes, your long flowing red hair,
And the smell of vanilla,
Your lips were sweet, warm and delicate.

I never knew what you saw in me,
Was it my smile; was it my love for you?
I will never know,
As soon as our love started,
Our love for one another ended too soon.

Not a day goes by that I don’t think of you,
What could have been; what should have been.
You scorched the inside of me,
And will forever burn as an internal flame,
My love for you will never die,
My words I spoke I will forever keep.

But my heart now aches to hear you voice,
To feel your touch,
To feel you warmth,
But I know that I must move on,
But always remember, that I will always be here for you,
And you will always carry my heart with you no matter where you go…..

Good-bye my Bella……………..


wow,, what an email to get , it really got me :)
 
Love Is

Some people forget that love is
tucking you in and kissing you
"Good night"
no matter how young or old you are

Some people don't remember that
love is
listening and laughing and asking
questions
no matter what your age


Few recognize that love is
commitment, responsibility
no fun at all
unless


Love is
You and me