Litmerick

[Kylan]

All those Gods are a pain in the ass,
Except Venus who still has some class.
She won't claim to create
Unless you want to mate.
Oh, you do? Do you mind the wet grass?

I’m no objection to any misdeeds,
So I’ll happily screw among reeds.
I don’t care if grass,
Gets stuck to my ass,
Or my balls all covered with weeds.

 

[Kylan]

Acushla

Acushla means “Darling,” to me,
Though among Irish some disagree.
For it’s a small part,
That makes “A pulse in my heart”
Or in Gaelic, “A cuisle mo chroí.”

My pronunciation

Acushla ~ ah-Cush-la

A cuisle mo chroí ~ ah-Cush-la-ma-kree
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[Kylan]

Areola

Areola they differ it’s true,
In dimples, dimensions and hue.
That’s why I keep my eyes peeled,
For what might be revealed,
When a white blouse comes into view.

 

[FifthFlower]

However That Won't Stop Me From Taking Off My Clothes

My poetry sucks and my prose
For Viagra's an antidote. Those
Who think these are a bore
Should beware, since there's more
To avoid, should I take off my clothes.

 

[Kylan]

My poetry sucks and my prose
For Viagra's an antidote. Those
Who think these are a bore
Should beware, since there's more
To avoid, should I take off my clothes.

Even though I’m impressed by your words,
By all means cast your clothes to the birds.
And as to Pfizer,
I’m such a miser,
That I only take two thirds.

 

[Essa]

Areola they differ it’s true,
In dimples, dimensions and hue.
That’s why I keep my eyes peeled,
For what might be revealed,
When a white blouse comes into view.

If your candle would burn all night
I'd writhe in orgasmic delight
The wax it would ripple
All over my nipple
Sir you know how you love that sight

 

[FifthFlower]

The Misery After the Fling

She just heard that her man screwed a chick,
But he loves her so much he is sick.
With warm guilt, he can't rest,
Since this weekend she'll test
His true love when she's creamed by some dick.

 

[sensualquills]

payback is only as sweet
if quality comes in his meat
don't eat if it's stale
just cheap and on sale
is not how to get your man beat

 

[Kylan]

AIDS awareness.

Casual contact is not how you get AIDS;
Still fools think through the eye it invades.
Courage they can’t muster,
So they shout and bluster,
Condemning gay pride parades.

 

[FifthFlower]

She's Back From Her Weekend Trip

payback is only as sweet
if quality comes in his meat
don't eat if it's stale
just cheap and on sale
is not how to get your man beat

Good advice, sensualquills! I wonder what I would do in reality and not fantasy? Probably wait for fresh meat rather than go after it as fast as possible. Here's what happens after the weekend in the fantasy.


Hi! I'm back! How's your weekend alone?
Mine was great! Oh, now, baby, don't moan,
And, please, don't ask me why.
I don't want you to cry.
Let me rest for a week without bone.

 

[FifthFlower]

Taking sensualquills' Advice

I am kidding you, baby. Don't cry.
The young meat was not fresh there, so I
Have decided to wait,
Take my time while I date.
When I find him, though, then it's goodbye.

 

[Kylan]

I am kidding you, baby. Don't cry.
The young meat was not fresh there, so I
Have decided to wait,
Take my time while I date.
When I find him, though, then it's goodbye.

So many women are so complex
When it comes to the issue of sex
That men from each nation
Prefer masturbation
Then wooing a tyrannosaurus rex.

 

[Kylan]

R.I.P. Anna Nicole.

Farewell to Anna Nicole Smith,
Many will recall you a myth.
Messrs Stern and Birkenhead,
Remember Dannie-Lynn instead,
And get out of the press forthwith.

 

[Kylan]

Swingin'

A young woman after mass intrusion,
Found it hard to reach a conclusion.
After been fucked by three men,
Who did what where and when,
Was causing her so much confusion.

 

[FifthFlower]

Caught

It is starry and out comes the moon
And her husband won't be back so soon.
She will let Bill come in
To let groaning begin.
Her husband awoke them at noon.

 

[sensualquills]

A young woman after mass intrusion,
Found it hard to reach a conclusion.
After been fucked by three men,
Who did what where and when,
Was causing her so much confusion.

I cannot recall who was there
One held my breast, one my hair
Pinned to the wall
By one very tall
Devine Lord who road my ass bare

 

[Kylan]

I cannot recall who was there
One held my breast, one my hair
Pinned to the wall
By one very tall
Devine Lord who road my ass bare

Oh No!! My sweet pussycat,
I hope you weren’t harmed in combat.
One took your butt?
My God what a Mutt!
I never did ask them do that.

 

[FifthFlower]

His Friends Are Real Concerned About Him

Do not worry. She's lovely inside.
She will make you feel good as your bride.
Bill has tried her on, too.
She is ready for you.
We have found she is one fancy ride.

 

[Kylan]

Do not worry. She's lovely inside.
She will make you feel good as your bride.
Bill has tried her on, too.
She is ready for you.
We have found she is one fancy ride.

So he happily became one of that sect,
That's known in public as "Henpecked."
When his prick found her vagina,
It knew he’d never found finer,
So in contentment he gave up all self-respect.

 

[FifthFlower]

She Is Such a Prize

So he happily became one of that sect,
That's known in public as "Henpecked."
When his prick found her vagina,
It knew he’d never found finer,
So in contentment he gave up all self-respect.

It is plain she can shame your sad eyes.
All fresh truth can be turned into lies.
She well knows she gives pain.
All that blame from your brain
Only proves that she's nobody's prize.

 

[FifthFlower]

For Those Who Find This One Erotic, Rather Than Plain Stupid, All I Can Say Is, "Ahh"

He gave me a gift of pure slime,
The green kind that stinks all the time.
I let a grand fart.
The slime blew apart.
It's sticky and full of wet grime.

 

[Kylan]

It is plain she can shame your sad eyes.
All fresh truth can be turned into lies.
She well knows she gives pain.
All that blame from your brain
Only proves that she's nobody's prize.

We‘d be married for years, so I thought.
In truth I don't feel too overwrought.
I’m annulling our bond,
But not for a blonde,
For it’s another brunette I have caught.

 

[sensualquills]

My, my she's a lucky brunette
Having never met her, I get
She is bound to you
With a lyrical screw
My, quiet man, you'll have me yet

 

[Kylan]

My, my she's a lucky brunette
Having never met her, I get
She is bound to you
With a lyrical screw
My, quiet man, you'll have me yet

You're right, she is glorious to view,
But her visits are becoming few.
I so miss the passes,
Of the brunette in glasses,
And I fear I don’t know what to do.

 

[Kylan]

The Quiet Man.

'The Quiet Man,' was inspired by three words from two posts above. Ms. Quills, you’re truly a diamond. You do know that, don’t you? @>,-'Kylan,-'

It felt as though he was crossing the Sahara,
For Thornton brought not family or cara.
In the ring he’d been king,
But a terrible thing,
Sent John Wayne to find Maureen O’Hara.

When at last he walked inside his room.
He saw a sight that lifted all gloom.
Mary Kate Danaher,
Who’d never let a man at ‘er,
Was busying herself with a broom.

Mary was a lass hard to resist.
Thornton didn’t try, he just kissed.
She got a fright,
Put up a little fight,
But in all truth she wasn’t very pissed.

Of course there’s a sting in the tail,
And the devil here is in this detail.
Mary’s brother Will,
Had had his fill,
For Sean’s cottage he had tried but did fail.

Sean and Mary married but with no glory,
For Will refused to pay any dowry.
Prodded and poked,
Until provoked,
Then Sean turned Will’s nose bloody gory.

After being dragged back from train-station.
Mary swore never again to forget station.
She'd been on bed flung,
And drawn through dung,
Now she was fucked 'til she screamed in jubilation.

Cara - Irish (Gaelic) ~ Friend.​