Marmots Roam Willy-nilly Across Naked And Glistening Tundras
Make love to me as if you'd spent
A lifetime 'neath the sea
For mermen turn me on, you know
And facilitate entry
To all the reeking, rotten wrecks
That fester on the bed
They call themselves The Fairer Sex
(Though none of them is wed)
Make love to me as if you knew
My vulva from my arse
For doctors turn me on, you know
Although their charms are sparse
I love to see a stethoscope
Around my lover's throat
And place it on my periscope,
(Though not when I'm afloat)
Envoi
Hubba-hubba, curlicues!
Fantasies can cure the blues
Contributors: | Apsley, loaf, Erie, Roland, RolandApsley, erie, Beefy, dok. |
Poem finished: | 29th April 2004 by Anon.. |