by Randy Johnson |
Categories:
funny
(THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM)
It was a horrible thing that I saw.
My girlfriend wears a padded bra.
Her chest is flatter than a pancake.
It made me mad because her boobs are fake.
She got excited when I started to flirt.
As she jumped up and down, the falsies came flying out of her shirt.
She was so embarrassed that her face turned red.
It was a day that she was bound to dread.
I love her and I decided to give her another chance.
I can't judge her because I always have a radiator hose in my pants.
by Jimmi Canada |
Categories:
angst, anniversary, city, fish, giggle, sad love, tribute,
Booze doggy,
booze...
Snooze sloggy groove,
Cruz... cruz-
joggy,
news,
so true,
exactly what I do.
Ignite it!
Write the flame,
understand litany's shame,
do one do others,
because of my brothers,
who said who'd who?
Calculated the hairy groove...
I seemed to choose,
I seemed to have become new-
but this towns very coldness shows me shoes.
I'm going home now,
to vote for more proof,
an even-ness or eventual eagerness.
by Kurtis Scott Aka Curtis Futch Jr |
Categories:
adventure, love,
you legs
youhave eggs
some like it big
and love wigs
well am from the hood
like the to watch these tools
BIG BOOBS
by Julie Grenness |
Categories:
abuse, angst, bullying, divorce, emotions, husband, recovery from,
HIT ME WITH YOUR BEST SHOT!
Would this be true love to you?
No one walks a mile in my shoes!
He put up his dukes, so hot,
He hit me with his best shot!
I kicked him with my best shot,
Right in the groin, he was boy blue,
No one walks mile in my shoes,
Would that be true love to you?
I missed the woman's right to choose!
Then Ma got pugilistic dementia,
Not quite what God meant for ya!
She punched us all in the boobs!
No one walks a mile in my shoes,
When the stranger danger is at home,
Now I'm better off alone,
Was that true love, so hot,
He hit me with his best shot!
by Jai Garg |
Categories:
love
Why would I say wow to a woman?
If she had no bulging boobs to show
No figure I could look to with lust
Legs that couldn't add fire to the curves;
Could I muster courage to tell lies?
When the erotica well defined
Is the apple to bite full of vibes
In the deep hunger she subscribes;
Dick has brains is a novel theory?
Touched by blindness seeks stubborn glory
Liquid moves instant potpourri
Women in love, another story:
by Charles Messina |
Categories:
humor,
Like peaches and plums, and melons too...
Are some of the fruits that most women grew
Some are so large, and some are so small
Some sag down low and some stand up tall
Some are quite firm and have little dark nipples
Some are quite soft and have wrinkles and ripples
Some are so big...to carry them must be rough
But more than a handful, they say is enough
But one thing for sure, that for most men it's a norm
We love to see boobs... any size, shape or form!
by Nirode Ray |
Categories:
lost love, love,
I see you walk down
the road by the side
the thin river flows,
the wind caresses willows
brewing with green and glow.
You are holding her hands
with love, sweet and tender,
to be frank I got a jolt, at first,
a sniper- shot from a distance
cold and lethal.
I see you again
holding each other tight
bouncing boobs rubbing,
kissing lips with warmth of caterpillars
transforming into butterflies,
a bliss of a heavenly moment
for both of you, I recognized.
Love doesn't have to be
between a man and a woman,
a girl and a guy,I realize.
Love is timeless, love is unbound
between two persons, peerless,
floating in the stratosphere
far above the morbid ground.
by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
12th grade, art, happiness, heart, self,
Yes, I paint cartoons.
I always start with the eyes.
Most of them have boobs.
Usually women
Men have to have bushy beards.
My chins are girly.
First canvas scary,
It cost a whole eight dollars.
A lot of money.
Bought it for my grands.
Granddaughter made me try it.
"You can paint," she said.
Instantly loved paint.
Relaxed me and fed my soul.
Best "me" obsession.
It met all my needs.
I gave up everything else.
Painting was my life.
Four hundred paintings
Two tent shows, eighty sales
Yet I had to stop.
They are mine, all mine.
My house is bursting with them.
I love my cartoons.
by Kristina Gilpin |
Categories:
lovelove, me,
I may not be Skinny
And my Boobs are bigger
Then the other girls
I'm chubby with Curves
And All you want is a skinny
chick with a fake bake tan
I got more or better to offer you
Then the other Girls do
So why wont you just give me that chance
I can love you better then they can
I'm far from perfect
I can be a geek
And I love to sing and dance out loud
But hey those are just some of my
Flosses that I got
I just wish you could see me for who I really am.
by Valsa George |
Categories:
addiction, girl, sexy,
With massive boobs in bra of Saphire blue
She is indeed voluptuous to view
To feel her seductive love
And make her their hottie dove
Men vie with each other standing in queue
by Brian Nyangweso |
Categories:
fantasy,
wash my soul with love,
and i will clean you emotions with sweet fragrance,
let me feed on the abundance of your jolly smile,
for the beauty of your face has swept my mind
your pillowy boobs looking at me,
and my teary eyes shying away,
tickling love dripping off me,
if only she could swing sweetness of it all my way.
by Holly Moore |
Categories:
care, cute love,
Love don't care
Love don't care if your big or small.
Love don't care if your skinny or fat.
Love don't care if your boobs are big or small.
Love don't care if your clothes don't fit well.
Love don't care if your car is red or blue.
Love don't care if your if you brush your hair.
Love don't care if your your make up is on.
Love don't care if your house is big or small.
Love don't care if your eyes are blue or brown.
Love comes at the right time your gut will tell you.
Your heart will know.
You won't even have to second guess it.
Your love will show up when your least expecting it.
Valerie Rose
#love #boobs #beautiful #blue #red
by Abad Ur Rehman Khan |
Categories:
abuse, addiction, anti bullying, daughter, discrimination, fate, gender,
I am a woman.
I have a vgna
It is placed between my legs.
I have boobs.
I have been raped many times against my will.
I fought very hard to survive, that's why I am alive.
After a few months I got used to it.
You love me or hate me.
It doesn't matter.
Now I am a whore, but I am still a woman.
I ask myself Am I happy being a woman?
Who is responsible for my condition, God or gang bang squad?
Could you tell me what is my sin If I am a woman?
Note. Prostitutes are our mothers, sisters and daughters and they deserve respect like other ladies.
Message From My Mentor Rizwan Roader Armaan RXxX
by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
fantasy,
I just found out about the shooting star
My feet are running me so fast, I can feel my boobs bouncing
I have not run this fast for forty years
I had a dream that the last wish will be granted
And that it will be my wish
Let God unite the world with love I think
The star smiles
by Holly Moore |
Categories:
beautiful, beauty, care, love,
Big girls have
Big souls to love
Big hearts to love with
Big boobs to play with!
Big hips to grip
Big butts
Big thighs
More to love
More to feel
More to lick
More to kiss
More to play with
But most of all we have Big hearts to love with. If we say we love you.
We do.
by Sibusisiwe LETA Ncede |
Categories:
adventure, africa, age, celebration, change, creation, culture,
Absorb the warmth
The boobs are there to be admired
As they show the nakedness of a woman
As you explore the uniqueness of yourself
Do not be ashamed on how you are created
Bubbly as you are
Oops,did I say that,did I?
Cultivate the love within
The ingredient is there to be fertilized
As you explore your inner strengths
Do not omit some of the factors
Instead bend with
Bubbly as you become
You are a woman created to perform a man's work.
by Adeyemi Joshua |
Categories:
love,
lusty lips loaning
punctured passion pruning
hoisted pairs hankering
drooping damped drips
ace tactic tiers
gulped gaunt tears
pulpy passion plying
per lips lurching
turbulent war whooshing
bounty boobs blushing
ferocious fingers fiddling
damped bridges puking
lusty lips lurching
clipped bodies crunching.
19:11:24:09:26
by Sibusisiwe LETA Ncede |
Categories:
adventure, africa, appreciation, blessing, character, courage, future,
You never complain of being cold
As I have tucked you in between my warmth
My boobs
You never complain of not getting attention
As you are my attention
How I loved you then
Still do
You never second guess my love
As you are always with me
In my body
You never be bored with me
As you are my inspiration
How I loved you then
Taking you to the future
by Kieran Mason |
Categories:
for her,
Men notice women in all kinds of ways
The way she moves and what she says
Her smile might melt their aching heart
Maybe the way she dresses plays a part
Some men are lustful notice boobs and thighs
All these I disregard for you have wonderful eyes
They sparkle like sun on the clear blue sea
How those eyes make an impact on me
No need to use make up eyeliner and such
For I love those wonderful eyes so very much
I wonder when you open them what do you see
Maybe too busy to notice the likes of me
by Nick Armbrister Jimmy Boom Semtex |
Categories:
for her, satire, sexy,
I love the way your boobs
Bounce up and down
When you do star jumps
It's so amazing to see
You sporty lady