Sonnet:
Breasts are the very best thing
They take my breath away
Peaking through the clouds like a sunshine ray
Seeing them makes me sing.
Boobs, sure, save the world they could
I'd take them over Warcraft raids
even if they gave me AIDS.
Without fail, they give me wood.
Chesticles are totally win
I want to suck them with my lips
and make sure I harden the tips
Then stroke and tickle the skin.
Rachel I adore your bewbies
probably more than rubies.
Haiku:
Breasts, the greatest things
I'd play with them forever
They are super fun.
Limericks:
There once were some boobies on Rachel's
with really quite perfect sized nipples
I gazed at them long
which perked up my dong
This line might rhyme with word: ripples.
Your breasts are rolling like mountains
Yet don't spray forth milk like those fountains
That's kinda gross
but not quite morose
Fuck, dammit, the nonsense rhyme: Britons.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
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