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Ode De Blowjob

Started by Dr Goofy, October 07, 2008, 04:53:39 AM

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Dr Goofy

My most famous Poem Ode De Blowjob

When you head south,

My penis is in your mouth,

My penis loves its place,

Right there inside your face,

I love the way you suck,

Next time might we Fuck,

Oh know i just blew my tank,

And now my boner sank,

Next time i might just faint,

Cause you blew me like a saint.

Mesozoic Mister Nigel

"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."


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P E R   A S P E R A   A D   A S T R A

Cramulus


LMNO

Rat's Iambic Pentameter was better.

Voodoo


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P E R   A S P E R A   A D   A S T R A


Dr Goofy

Understandable since mine was written in English class why I was bored. They are different Genre, maybe similarly built so I do not see the relevance.

Jasper

Quote from: Dr Goofy on October 08, 2008, 12:19:28 AM
Understandable since mine was written in English class why I was bored. They are different Genre, maybe similarly built so I do not see the relevance.

I'm calling one a better blowjob poem.

Dr Goofy

The innuendo was over my head, I missed it.

Jasper

Quote from: Dr Goofy on October 08, 2008, 12:29:03 AMThe innuendo was over my head, I missed it.

Are you being sneaky?

Dr Goofy


Mangrove

You go to my head
You go to my head,
And you linger like a haunting refrain
And I find you spinning round in my brain
Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne.

You go to my head
Like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew
And I find the very mention of you
Like the kicker in a julep or two.

The thrill of the thought
That you might give a thought
To my plea casts a spell over me
Still I say to myself: get a hold of yourself
Can't you see that it can never be?

You go to my head
With smile that makes my temperature rise
Like a summer with a thousand Julys
You intoxicate my soul with your eyes
Tho I'm certain that this heart of mine
Hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance,
You go to my head.

Billie Holiday sheet music and song books

What makes it so? Making it so is what makes it so.

Bebek Sincap Ratatosk

As LMNO mentioned in the earlier thread The 69th entry in the Book fo Lies (Sorry Goofy, Crowley beat us both I'm afraid ;-) )

     [147]
                                  69

            {Kappa-Epsilon-Phi-Alpha-Lambda-Eta Xi-Theta}

                  THE WAY TO SUCCEED-AND THE WAY TO
                              SUCK EGGS!

    This is the Holy Hexagram.
    Plunge from the height, O God, and interlock with
      Man!
    Plunge from the height, O Man, and interlock with
      Beast!
    The Red Triangle is the descending tongue of grace;
      the Blue Triangle is the ascending tongue of
      prayer
    This Interchange, the Double Gift of Tongues, the
      Word of Double Power-ABRAHADABRA!-is
      the sign of the GREAT WORK, for the GREAT
      WORK is accomplished in Silence.  And behold is
      not that Word equal to Cheth, that is Cancer.
      whose Sigil is {Cancer}?
    This Work also eats up itself, accomplishes its own
      end, nourishes the worker, leaves no seed, is per-
      fect in itself.
    Little children, love one another!


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"Back in my day, crazy meant something. Now everyone is crazy" - Charlie Manson