Inside the sty of my hog, Had ventured a sweet little dog. One swine inside my grid Started making a hybrid The rest of the sty watched agog.
By Rush Katrak3 years ago in Poets
Common to all of the species, Is coitus and urine and fecies. But some of these pricks May be laden with ticks – And that’s when they spread the diseasies.
One lady at yoga was after my heart. I had to impress her. Didn't know how to start! So I flexed all my muscles, Through hustles and bustles,
Inside of my French Onion soup Was cheese that was clumped in a goop. The tiniest bite, Caused digestive plight. And I lost all control of my poop.
I clasped all my fingers and squeezed my first breast. Felt orgasmic sensations, as I caressed. And then I thought "fuck it"
I brought him out of his shell. But his ego then started to swell. His manners had burned. And I instantly learned –
My artwork was exhibited, This edition – highly limited. But my drawing of Venus Resembled a penis. And I’m now strictly prohibited.
I crossed the river via hops, Atop rocks (but I took frequent stops). But one rock was stirring, T'was really a purring
A little-known fact 'bout the horse, He seldom uses brute force. He gracefully jumps Over hurdles and bumps! Unless you annoy him, of course.
If you truly are a Confucian, Take a glance at human pollution. Needless wear and tear Of breathable air Will lead to our devolution.
In my flight I had to ask, My seatmate to wear his mask. I heard him refuse So concocted a ruse. In my fart he now can bask.
A girl in the gym had lifted her shirt, I instantly knew – I needed to flirt! Her action I copied, My stomach had floppied
