FEMALE POEM I want a man 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 want him to be gainfully employed, When I spend his cash, be not annoyed. Pulls out my chair and opens my door, massages my back and begs to do more. Oh! For a man who makes love to my mind And knows what to answer to "how big is my behind?" I want this man to love me to no end, And always be my very best friend. MALE POEM I want a deaf-mute nymphomaniac with huge boobs who owns a liquor store and a bass boat. I know this doesn't rhyme and I don't give a ****.
i ****ed her standing, i ****ed her lying, if i had wings id **** her flying, but now shes dead but not forgotten, for i ll dig her up and **** her rotten.
That, in all seriousness, is one beautiful piece of prose... Is it yours, John, or did you get it from somewhere...?
From the "Nantucket" ferry boat bathroom going from Hyannis to Nantucket. Here I sit at a loss Trying to sh** out taco sauce while I'm here, I hope and pray that it don't blow My a** away.
Some come here to sit and think, others come to **** and stink. I come here to scratch my balls, and read the bull$hit on the walls.
