She with wonky boobs
And he with his wonky eyes,
True beauty beholds.
Haiku Thursday Baby!
I see…apparently…
Tag: love poems
Filth, pure filth.
Absolute bloody filth
Dirty talker said she’d gladly suck it
Bite it, stroke it, and maybe shed fuck it
With no warning at all
Covered her, floors and wall
Cleaned her up with a mop and a bucket
