Some sick bastards on this thread.
Some sick bastards on this thread.
Poets, my man...poets....
The sick bastard poet society.
In this case, it has a nice ringo to it.
Perfect, WTS...simply perfect...
I saw the best asses of my generation destroyed by vindaloo, farting
turtle-headed,
wiping themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry
bogroll,
angelheaded shitsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the
public toilets in the lavatory of night,
who with diarrhea and the squits, hollow-eyed full-bowelled sat up groaning in the
supernatural darkness of cold-water toilets floating across the tops of
cities contemplating immodium,
who bared their butts to Heaven under the El and saw Mohammedan angels
spattering tenement roofs illuminated,
who passed through their digestive system radiant stool while hallucinating hemorrhoids and paper-less tragedy among the scholars of war,
who were expelled from the bathroom for splatter & back-scatter
on the windows of the bog
The Above Post May Contain Strong Language, Flashing Lights, or Violent Scenes.
Howl away, DrBob...
Urban Dictionary: ass poet
Someone who writes poetry devoted to ass
-What's up ass poet?
-I have to write some poetry about ass.
-What do you have so far?
-The young lass had quite an ass.
-Not bad.
There was a young lady from Bangkok
Who stood on the streets on the whore walk
A bloke heard her pleas, and begged on his knees
And woke up with a dick in his ring-piece...
A poof is not me, never has, never will be
Still I read this thread of arse, with smirk and glee
So why am I drawn to this verse of poo and fart
Only curious browsing sir, now I shall depart
There was an old man of St. Bees
Who was stung in the arm by a Wasp
When they asked 'does it hurt'?
He replied 'no it doesn't'
'I'm so glad it wasn't a Hornet'
withnallstoke is a bad old boy
craves for arse cheeks in his dream
a spledid pair did somtamslap present
and withnallstoke did fill it with cream
Run run run Forrest run,
Get to the bog before the world drops out of your bottom.
No time for the paper or a nice cup of tea,
Else you'll leave a mess on the floor.
up the bum
no harm done
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