Cassandra (13-01-16)
I have given punting a break for the new year and took up a more exciting hobby Poetry .
Here goes
Sex is good
Sex is fine
Doggy Style & 69
Just for fun
Or gettin paid
Everyone likes gettin laid.
A Peach is Peach, A Plum is Plum
A Kiss isn't a Kiss without some tongue
So Open your mouth, Close your eyes
and Give your tongue some exercise.
Wear nothing, not even your bikini
I’ve spilled some gin on my weenie.
I thought this uncouth,
So I’ve added vermouth,
Would you like me to slip you a martini?
Barney Rubble (14-01-16), Cassandra (14-01-16), tom sand (14-01-16)
For the lovesick Puppy 'Saul'
Lovesick
My heart feels heavy,
And then it feels light.
My world is turning to the left,
And then it turns to the right.
One day I’ll be happy,
And then I’ll be sad.
Like waking up sane,
And going to bed mad.
This has to be a joke,
Or some kind of trick;
As to why I can’t relax.
I think I might be lovesick.
The world stands still
When I look in your eyes.
Eventually it’ll spin again
When we say our goodbyes.
Burning brighter than ever,
You’re the fire to my wick;
Melting me away,
I think I might be lovesick.
I’m on top of the world,
But I am falling fast.
Closer and closer to you,
But I’ll speed right past.
My heart stops for you,
Like a bomb that fails to tick.
Send me to the infirmary
Because I think I’m lovesick.
I've been to every doctor,
And they've ran every test,
Still they don’t know what
Is going on in my chest.
They say its racing back and forth,
To one pace, it won’t stick.
They say I’m losing control
Because I am lovesick.
The End
Last edited by knibbs; 14-01-16 at 21:21.