Category : Poems

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Dedicated 

To My  
Girl- friend
Angie’s,
…Pan-ty  and
Brass-iere .
Under-wear I 
Hold up
Un-der  My 
No-se,
..Wide open
As 
Eyes closed.




To begin,
It was a 
Flirting fling.
Her Man away, 
She wan-na 
Pose in 
Sex-ual
Things.


Seed Me chicken,
A-s I,
Oil down 
Her o-pen-ing.
Be-fore the 
Spic and Span,
Wash- rinse,
Pots and pans
Bang-a-rang
Trumpet in.


No hearts.
No gifts.
That was Our
Understanding.
So I guess
Although Pre-sent,
It’s not 
Surprising


For Us  to end 
On the bend 
Where nostrils
Connect with 
The tongue,
Send-ing 
THE END!
In salts 
Depressing-ly
Sweet.


              
So Farewell-to 
My Lady’s
Grey panty.
Good-bye
Beige brassiere.
Her Underwear 
Held un-der
My nose,
All can do,
Is to in-hale
Hold then blo-ww