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Adult Poems. Adult content.

Poem: Another World.

Another World. . . It is very boring Doing the hoovering. There is no I.Q. test For making beds. Shopping is a drag, But I’ve always known The reason why I cope. I love him, and he holds Another world than is In his fingertips. . .

Poem: Mismatch,

Mismatch. . . How I hate you, When we play this game Of left-hand jabs Below the belt. How can this match Be anything I need. Why can’t I be The linesman Who calls out. . .

Adult Poem: Not To Be.

Not To Be. . . Within the pan She sees a man Incredible, in every way. He lived, and yet, This very day He’ll flush away. . .

Poem: Too Good To Be True.

To Good To Be True. . I needed wine ‘tho it was late, I’d had a few, I looked a state. But soon the Offie would be closed And i’d be feeling indisposed. . I looked like crap, but I should care For baggy pants and rat’s nest hair. I mean, it’s late, who would […]

Poem: Who’s That Girl’

Who’s That Girl. . . Just whoa there. Who is that girl With endless legs, and Starry starry eyes. Will she pass This way once more To catch my passion On the rise. . .

Poem: On The Lash.

On The Lash. . She’s dancing, in The ship of fools, A weekend night Along the Quay. Too much To drink To pissed to think, So rat-arsed she Can’t bloody see. She’s grabbed by passing Drunken men. A normal Friday Night again. . .

Poem: Just Bugger Off.

Just Bugger Off. . Just bugger off…and take your dog, Now you can walk him in the rain, Don’t even think to polish up The old excuses once again. I’ve had enough of all your games, I’ve read the script, I know the score, Just pack your crap and sod right off, Don’t want you […]

Poem: Crimson Lipstick.

Crimson Lipstick. . . Your waxy lips Are vamping In a 1940’s crimson. I don’t like it, But it suits you, And I have the urge To kiss you. . .

Poem: Handle With Care.

Handle With Care. . . Unstable, Tissue wrapped. No trinket this For careless Sweaty hands. . .

Poem: On Second Thoughts.

On Second Thoughts. . He’s buggered off, My man has gone, What shall I do I’m all alone. . I’ll get to use The bedside light And read for hours Each bloody night. . I’ll pile the pillows At my head And make a starfish In the bed. . I’ll buy no meat, I’ll just […]