- Erotic Poetry
- Life on the Pipeline
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The moon shining down on my pecker below
cast a shadow quite huge on the new fallen snow.
My girl friend jumped up with a cry of "Alas!"
when the icy wet snow met the cheeks of her ass.
My whang in her snatch really gave her a tickle;
she thought she was raped by a giant icicle!
She shivered and shook as we started to screw,
her nose was all red and her titties were blue!
We diddled together in the still of the night,
my pecker was hard, her pussy was tight;
then when we came to the end of our fuck,
she moaned and I came; it froze, and we stuck.
To this very day in the cold frozen north,
when all of the brave explorers go forth;
they find us together, a fossil in ice,
two statues in snow, locked like a vise.
You lovers so eager to get you some ass,
better make sure you fuck in the grass;
for the snow of Alaska is more than a chiller,
you'll find, like this writer, it can be a killer!
Take a lesson from us, and screw in warm weather,
with the birds and the bees in the laurel and heather;
or eternity will find you with froze cock and clit,
Covered in ice and polar shit!
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