- Non-Erotic Poetry
- The Five Senses of Seduction
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I see the way you swagger towards me,
oblivious to my disdain.
I hear the words, “I wanna fuck ya, Babe…”
as I wince in abject pain.
Your cheap aftershave is vile -
an affront to my sense of smell.
If you think you’re touching me, loser,
it’ll be a cold day in Hell!
I would rather drink a bottle of bile,
than taste your septic kiss,
so i’m sorry, Mr Smooth,
but I’ll give this one a miss.
- COMMENTS
KOLKOREalmost 16 years agoGuys, if we don't get it after the lesson in this one, we deserve any treatment we get...
LeBrozalmost 16 years agoPuts into words every man's worst nightmare as he tries in vain to score, never knowing what hit him.
