If you don't get your honey
Diamonds for Christmas
You are a loser.
She will leave you.

If you don't get your cherub
Diamonds on Valentines
You will suffer
She will hate you

If you don't get your darling
Diamonds for Mothers Day
You're a bad father
She will shun you

When does it end?
All this spend spend spend?

What will come next?

Do we need emeralds for Paddy's day
Jet and Obsidian for MLK
Citrine and Sapphires when Michigan play
Knuckle-dusters for when you mother stays?

Oops

And when we are all spent
Do we give up gems for Lent?

I kept waiting for the "you should buy your sweetheart some scrip instead" punchline. :)

I'm saving that for April Fool's Day ;)

Lena, I really liked that. Monster's too.

Do that thing you do.
Go and try something new.
You'd better find yourself a clue.
Success you must pursue.

big butt at the grocery store

we happen to be shopping
on the same aisles
for a little while
when I saw that butt
it made me smile
(in my pants)

what a jiggle
I would pummel that
if I had a chance to hit some'a that

spit on your butthole and stick my thumb in
I need me a big butt to cum in

you're awesome, Flint.

that's beautiful.... (cries a little)

in, around, over and under
limbs and lips, flesh meets soul
twining as two, entangled as one
sound of twin hearts pounding in time
as they fall off the edge
together

silky dress clings to your cheeks
weak in the knees, I need to freak
lick your sweaty ass-crack for a week

it's sexual intercourse of which I speak

dewd. get a grippie
you're obsessing like a hippy
loves a tree
you need some P


ussy

Your words, dirty-hot
I'll think of them now
With microwaved glass,
Myself I will plow
Rimming and rutting,
Indeed, you're quite deft
Between your legs, nothing
But a gigantic "F"

Such a variety of effective prose in this wonderful, upstanding thread.

as i lay on the bed
waiting to go to sleep
i feel my thoughts dancing in my head

sometimes i wish i could turn back time
to see what i looked like
when things were fine

Of all the things I needed to do
Today I sit here thinking of you
About the way we used to be
the different ways you looked at me
Behind the face I could see the heart
Mine was cracking but yours was smart

One day, oh yes, I'll fly away
It will be my fault, I know you'll say
but I've made choices and here's another
I don't want to be, anymore, your mother.

But maybe you'll be the one to leave
and sit me here with my thoughts to grieve
I guess I'll sigh with what may come
but at least 'I' didn't need a gun.

So what you want from me is compliance
and not what you like to call 'defiance'
But listen up and listen good
I'm standing where I've always stood.

I'll not let you bring me down
Especially when there are people around
You shout and shout but what's even worse
You think that I am your curse.

So go tell your friends about the dragon
"eh one day, she'll go on the wagon"
But i sit here and be quiet and still
because I know it was you who made me ill.




Meh? it's off the top of my head. but i think it's readable.:D

so stop for a drink at a bar
then get right back in your car
and go buy a hello kitty guitar
a rocker is not what you are

hey girl
you came and went
it felt so right
my money you spent
after all these years
the things we've been through
it wasn't meant to be
but i did enjoy the sex too
maybe we'll get back together
maybe we will not
but the times that i had shared with you
will be certainly not forgot