P1791 Proposal
My dick and balls, scabs and all,
Drops of piss dribbling out.
Marry me miss, and you can have this,
Or I will cry and pout.
The gods have said, in their heads,
Everything happens without a cause.
The laws of physics they piss on,
I've bandaged my groin with gauze.
You pretty miss, will you kiss,
The expectant hairy balls.
I promise you this, from now my piss,
In your mouth will fall.
Not gulp but masticate my sperm, no harm
My plum I promise you that.
Protein sugar and vits, a good lady fits,
Like your mother you won't get fat.
The flowers will bloom, I assume
It's the season to make love.
This includes a pole, a sacred hole,
Which we have my dove.
The assholes clenched, joy a fruity stench,
How together we take a dump.
The sunset spreading a color of red,
At night we plan the hump.
Concubines at other times,
Oy their honey makes me coy.
They say what you'll never need to say,
Their holes bring extra joy.
The jealous gods go to hell, I tell
No need to kiss their feet.
The fairies have joined the harem,
Just across the street.
You'll fill my head with words, pointy hard,
Won't tell a soul our secrets, I swear.
The moonlight at night, not bright,
I'll look for you everywhere.
I'll take a bath once a year, every year,
I'll let you pluck my pubic lice.
Together we'll talk unpleasant things,
Redirect the invectives at the mice.
Your dowry jams my throat with joy,
I read the classics to chill.
I smile when I smile not,
Find thrills for the time to fill.
P1790 A fish out of water
It's just my thoughts, that's all I've got,
I feel like a fish out of water.
My feckless luck, this life is fucked,
Postpone everything to later.
An embarrassing failure, the usual lure,
Of a life that feels fulfilling to me.
But it's fallen apart, don't know where to start,
I want clarity but I can't see.
Shallow naked greed, a terrible seed,
We are all on a dire brink.
The road is long, just one last song,
Need everyone to really stop and think.
I feel sad for the world, then sad for me,
The images haunt me every hour.
I feel my pain, I imagine their strain,
The emptiness everything devour.
Lies multiply, a forlorn sigh,
Paranoia looms unaware.
There are eyes, looking up at the sad skies,
People letdown everywhere.
I sit here heavy with worry,
Just wistful about my past.
A time travel, grains the size of gravel,
Against a memory aghast.
Lonely and old, my story has been told,
By characters that never lived a life.
I repeat in my defeats, all ugly feats
A horrible past and present strife.
The haze is fierce, the daze has pierced,
Whatever little ambition I had.
Drown the dissent, patience all spent,
I feel I'm going mad.
The people crowd around, senseless sounds,
They all have an inkling.
Climb and clamber, sweat and anger,
Who wins another useless thing.
The foundations cracked, the minds hacked,
People living desperate lives.
Their eyes locked on a flickering screen,
Another agent in a soulless hive.
Can't really articulate what's there,
People argue over a mirage.
They just see, what they want to see,
Can't bother their bias to budge.
The race is rank, the air is dank,
I don't feel like I want to talk my thought.
It's my mind I come back to, it's true,
It's really all I've got.
P1789 Frothy spit
I shit in his mouth, now must go south,
The smell makes me vomit frothy spit.
He's going to live, it's with love I leave,
Give my grubs this moist pit.
Eat him from the core, now their pantry whore,
That's the only use it can be put to.
After I infected this scum, a lullaby I hummed,
He went to sleep without a clue.
His skin will come off, the bones now soft,
Everything else a putrid fume.
How I love what I do, fantastic and true,
Pure entropy I consume.
Fatty people are best, their fat to my taste,
Plus they sleep with their mouth agape.
Now he'll rot in peace, my eggs in every crease,
Off I go, another mouth to rape.
Although now ho, this species must go,
I'll make sure I fuck every ass.
The planet their garbage heap, their blood I must sip,
Otherwise I get bad smelly gas.
P1787 Borrowing some hair
Borrowing some hair, I'll make it fair
How about some guano.
I'll come and shit, where you see fit,
I'm sure you won't say no.
Plus it's not like this is your pubic hair,
Plucking that would entail pain.
But there's reason, this is mating season,
You know what I'm sayin'.
We'll sign up a contract, an avian pact,
You humans aren't trustworthy.
You fuck and sell your mother given a chance,
A species disgustingly noteworthy.
P1782 I water the plant
I water the plant my head in a slant,
High hopes for a sustainable living.
No fertilizer, just my poop and piss,
At night to it, I sing.
The gods are lonely, their faces homely,
This is what happens to a rusting rot.
We need to move on, eat fungus and so on,
Sleep comes easily to a proustian cot.
I spit at the sky, doesn't go very high,
Gravity is always a spoilsport.
But if your arms are weak, or you're a freak,
The balls are rarely on your court.
Chased a mirage, then it chased me,
Just an optical illusion.
My head's in my ass, it always has,
I shit through my yap for fun.
This world is about to end,
No I'm not fucking with you anyhow.
This shit's true, your fucks are through,
Just a few years from now.
The clouds are thick, a wilted wick,
It's getting really dark in my mind.
Maybe a fainting swoon, if it happens real soon,
An idea help me find.
P1778 Drop
This drop is pure, I'm sure,
Fresh and warm human piss.
My Coca-Cola, my dearest Lola,
I quench my thirst like this.
It's got all I need, a few days feed,
The acidity is just made for my tongue.
The sugar and cream, what a lovely dream,
The vessel is hairy and well hung.
I must not tarry, after me is Larry,
He's the fattest worm in this underwear.
The smell is sweet, I scurry on my feet,
Go back to my pubic hair.
Here I work on a festering wart,
The pus keeps me cool.
The vessel stirs, a scratch and scar,
I begin to drool.
The gods on cloud, their voices loud,
Make him stir in sleep.
The wart becomes a painful boil,
With joy into it I leap.
A splash and thud, a flood of blood,
Heavens blow a trumpet beat.
Deep into the brain I go.
And here I take a seat.
Now in the chair, it's life unfair,
I wreck what I fucking see.
Insane its twerks, spasmodic jerks,
I giggle a nefarious glee.
After about an hour, I devour,
All there's to eat.
The vessel is dead, through its head,
I come out, the cycle repeats.
P1774 Gargoyle
On your mouth I sit, I shit like this,
With my tongue lolling out.
I hate your face, you're a disgrace,
With feces I jam your spout.
You've done harm, twisted my arm,
I will come after you now.
You can't see me, but somehow you see,
You're chewing my fecal chow.
Generations will die, who aided grief,
And stabbed me bloody shit.
My innocence will in acrimonious waves,
Drive nails into your grubby feet.
Your perfume will do you no good,
You'll smell like a pile of shit.
Now I piss, can you hear the hiss?
Follow the flow to your rancid tits.
Curse is written, my ass was bitten,
Oh how bitter my turds have become.
I swear to the gods, in my shit the pea pods,
Never in your mouth a gent will cum.
P1769 Nose
I tell you miss, with a nose like this,
I can easily be a porcine snob.
But I like your snatch, two eggs we can hatch,
I'll try to get a job.
I do qualify for everything, I think,
What's there to not know.
You just say I know it all
Then to your job you go.
I am a good human, according to my arse,
As you'll surely find.
The gods are good, we'll steal food,
No need for the daily grind.
Education is just a waste of time,
I'd rather comb my pubic hair.
I'll look at my asshole in the mirror,
Harangue the grubs that stare.
A page I pluck to rub my ass,
After I take a shit.
I run through books like this,
Faster than you can sit.
We'll try different dreams, lubricating creams,
I like to try the greek.
You have to shit your tubes clean,
Not known as a toilet freak.
I like music a lot,
Masturbate with the violin bow,
The music from my asshole is new,
I attract several crows.
My wisecracks will crack you up,
I like when you spread your legs,
I promise you a cot in a slum,
Just for your healthy eggs.
P1765 Conversation
We laugh and laugh, let's cut her in half,
We each take a different end.
Imagine her fun, shaded from the sun,
What a way her holiday we spend.
We frolic like boys, strident the ahoys,
What a good return on a ho.
Next year somewhere else, we'll pick sea shells,
Or cavort naked in the snow.
Goons are grand, India beforehand
Was such an inhospitable place.
Now we loot and rape, quickly escape,
It's a pleasure to have an ugly face.
We scheme, we scam, eat sandwich with ham,
The best hotels are our hut.
Pulling a trigger is ease, why education and grease,
When you can kick someone else's butt.
P1759 Mulling
You are who? There's no taboo,
To drill an extra hole in your ass.
A diamond tipped bit, for this job fit,
Imagine two holes to pass your gas.
Ohh your nose, a bloody scene is gross,
Did I break it already?
Still left a swing, this punch will bring,
The pollyannaish out of your body.
Insurance or not, nobody thinks a thought,
You're as good as fucking dead.
I'll fuck your hollow skull, I'm serious when I mull,
Sorry, I'm sorry I never said.
Your fangs have struck, millions with fucked luck,
Don't you think you deserve a little treat?
How about some gold, we found in your hold,
In your ass after some propane heat.
We love you a lot, but we like it hot,
The gold rod a sadistic tool.
Burn your inside, love should never hide.
And thanks for calling us fools.
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