
Well I think this poem is preity good. What do you think of it?
My thong was to tight
My bra was now loose
Here comes my man
What a Caboose
Down at the dinner
No other ties
No others to bother
Just me in his eyes
Then drove me home
Away we sped
The door had to open
We faced father with dred
Many a night
While tucked up in bed
I think of the love
We shared not in bed
Oh my goddess. I just
Oh my goddess.
I just realized how akward this poem is.
He he he sorry every one if I weirded you out just an inspirationn of the moment kind of thing.
(*^_^*)
bye
Hopelessly optimistic, yes, that just might be me
well,
i must admit it has it's merits, which make it all the more original. :)
Well when I look back over
Well when I look back over at moment what I see is a poem that is increbibly crude yet very entertaining poem.
(*^_^*) bye
Hopelessly optimistic, yes, that just might be me