Litmerick

[unpredictablebijou]

An Irishman learning the Tao
Said 'preserving my Yang is my vow'
His woman got toppy
and things got all sloppy;
He's Yang-less, but only for now.

 

[FifthFlower]

There's a Yang for each Yin, I've been told.
May the Yang be especially bold
When the Yin plays her part
In caressing his heart.
May they play long, and even when old.

 

[drown]

we give
as we give
as we post...

and yet,
we...

continue to post.

be it said in the hazy,

she's sim-pull-lee
crazy.

we give
as we give
as we post.​

 

[UnderYourSpell]

The only one giving a fig
Is the lad with the biggest oil rig
He screws it in tight
With all of his might
She spreads to accomodate big

 

[Tarakin]

He fills her up real good
with his mighty piece of wood
He opens her wide
when he lies at her side
and for this he is known in the 'hood!

 

[Anschul]

You

we give
as we give
as we post...

and yet,
we...

continue to post.

be it said in the hazy,

she's sim-pull-lee
crazy.

we give
as we give
as we post.​

You've taken me in with your rhymes
I've read them a bazillion times.
I'm shaken and stirred
And my thoughts have been blurred.
Oh, your poetry's ringing my chimes.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Ive seen a pic of Anschul
And the tash is quite a pull
Like my men older
Makes them all bolder
And able to go like a bull

 

[drown]

young lady,
he said from afar

your honor
is yours, but to mar

our exchange,
of one night
set your ravings to flight...

your honor
is yours

but to mar​

 

[Anschul]

Night

You come to me even in sleep.
My dreams are so colored I weep.
I toss and I turn
While my embers still burn.
Then I wake with my ego a heap.

 

[Anschul]

Ive seen a pic of Anschul
And the tash is quite a pull
Like my men older
Makes them all bolder
And able to go like a bull

I first grew the thing on a bet
Forty years ago. Found I could get
Lucky once in a while,
With a wink and a smile,
I still wink, I still go, I still get!

 

[FifthFlower]

There are men who are faithfully true.
Even with a hard cock, they won't screw.
Bill was not one of those.
When Jill teased off her clothes,
He did what any fucker would do.

 

[drown]

there must be a meaning to this,
he mumbled between sloppy kiss.

though it wasn't his best,

it was hers..........




eight syllables that we won't miss

​

 

[UnderYourSpell]

There are men who are faithfully true.
Even with a hard cock, they won't screw.
Bill was not one of those.
When Jill teased off her clothes,
He did what any fucker would do.

you're bad you are lol

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I hope your whiskers don't scratch
When doing things to a snatch
If they do more than tickle
Then we're in a pickle
Could be a such a bad mismatch

 

[Anschul]

Relax

I hope your whiskers don't scratch
When doing things to a snatch
If they do more than tickle
Then we're in a pickle
Could be a such a bad mismatch

I use a conditioner each day
So that anyone who chooses to play
With my brush gets a thrill
And eventually will
Come back to me day after day.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Oh sir your words thrill me so
Am tempted to give it a go
But please don't get shirty
I'm well over thirty
So you may well be telling me no

 

[FifthFlower]

Love is better, some think, when it's blind,
When it's not in the business to find
Out if love's really true--
What can truth do for you?--
Except give you more reasons to mind.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Are you saying that when you're not looking
And can't see just what is cooking
A hell lot more fun
In the long run
Can be had from a blindfolded fooking? (groooooooooan sorry lol)

 

[Anschul]

Oh sir your words thrill me so
Am tempted to give it a go
But please don't get shirty
I'm well over thirty
So you may well be telling me no

I've found that it's simple to measure
The size and the worth of the treasure.
By now I've discerned,
And by doing, I've learned
That experience doubles the pleasure

 

[UnderYourSpell]

She fluttered her lashes and looked coy
And was glad he was more than a boy
Please tie me up
And come fill my cup
Till I'm screaming and cursing with joy

or

She was glad he was more that a laddy
But wanted to please call him daddy
As he held her down hard
And filled with his shard
Amd played at being a baddy

 

[Anschul]

She fluttered her lashes and looked coy
And was glad he was more than a boy
Please tie me up
And come fill my cup
Till I'm screaming and cursing with joy

or

She was glad he was more that a laddy
But wanted to please call him daddy
As he held her down hard
And filled with his shard
Amd played at being a baddy

As I turn you over my knee,
Your protests are noted with glee.
As you beg me to slap
Your behind with a strap,
You are really pleasuring me.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Oh my bottom is all of a tingle
And my boobies hang down all a jingle
With a yelp and a curse
(what a terrible verse)
My juices are starting to mingle

 

[drown]

it comes as no shock to this reader,

here's a man with a profligate peter
and a woman, whose boobs
and freshly shorn pubes

would make for
magnificent

theatre
​

 

[FifthFlower]

He is tall, fully nude, on the stage with a cock wanting rubbing.
Her age is just forty today.
Her friends hope she will play while her hubby's at home in his cage.​

 

[Anschul]

Oh my bottom is all of a tingle
And my boobies hang down all a jingle
With a yelp and a curse
(what a terrible verse)
My juices are starting to mingle

Are those juices you speak of so fine
That I'd rather sip them than French wine?
Over there 'cross the ocean
Are you having a notion
That you'd just as soon be sipping mine?