Tag: lighthouse

Oh poor dear, heard the news, its reported

You’re unwell due to something you snorted

And your wife kicked you out

you picked up nasty gout

And to selling your ass you’ve resorted

Heard you had a problem with your zip

and your foreskin, it had quite the rip

that you sqealed like a pig

jumped around, did a jig

as you bled from your balls to the tip

 

 

Once a lonely young fellow called Bertie

Placed an add, for a lass, “Rather dirty,

Some big dildos you’re packing

Into kink and tarmacking

Intense BDSM, and face squirting”

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Oh and if you do search up tarmacking its not my fault. I don’t even know how I know about it and I wish I didn’t but alas, I do.

Hope you feel better soon, hear you’re hurting

That your tummy’s upset, shit’s been squirting

And the bed’s rather soiled

Sheets will need to be boiled

Disinfect the walls, carpet and skirting

Get well soon, heard you pick up a chill

get some tissues, perhaps take a pill

wrap up warm, watch TV

have some honey filled tea

Oh it’s cancer?  Shit sorry I didn’t realise.  I was told it was just a…What only a month?  That’s all?  Oh bloody hell mate I am sorry.  How is the wife about it?  Yeah I bet she needs some comforting. Don’t worry pal, I will look after her for you.

 

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Sorry.  It’s all this serious poetry I have been doing.  It makes me do things.  Bad things.  You should see how skitish the cats are at the moment…

 

 

 

You poor lamb – diabetes has struck

Fom the cakes, chocs and sweets, such bad luck

and you lost your big toes

and the tip of your nose

and your lips, finger tips, that must suck

 

 

 

Saw your dad when I went to the store

saw he’s fetching ointment for your sore

though you need peniciliin

‘cos that lad you’ve been drilling

has been feasting on cock by the score

Heard you’re back from vacation, unwell

And your wife she suspects, you can tell

Things in Vegas have stayed

But that woman you laid

She had herpes and pube crabs as well

Once a chap with a craving discreet

met this lass, quite demure, rather sweet

seems he got all his kicks

watching her with strange dicks

Now he lends her to men down the street

 

 

 

Once a lass, quite aroused by raw liver

and my word how fresh tripe made her shiver

sweet breads made her quite hot

offal?  Creams on the spot

A fresh snout made her moist and legs quiver

Once a seldom clothed fellow from Bude

loved to dance outside schools in the nude

now he’s locked up in jail

as he can’t afford bail

and does jigs for smokes, phone cards and food.

 

Once a lighthouse keeper born in Chester

a porn addict and frequent molester

Early morn, late at night

All in yellow, a sight

Pleased himself in his wipe clean sowester