The Mother of All Love Poems 2
Become a
Premium Member
and post notes and photos about your poem like Vee Bdosa.
See I wrote this the day Sadam Heusein, you remember hime the day he said that our war was going to the the MOTHER OF ALL BATTLES. So I wrote this poem.
THE MOTHER OF ALL LOVE POEMS 2
Tis where the world begins and ends,
where all the joy of life transcends,
the mountaintop, highest of highs,
just being here betwixt your thighs.
Tis where a man would die to be,
or sell his throne, just but to see,
fountain of youth, the Holy Grail,
and made for only one to nail.
Tis certainly a pot of gold,
tho some might wear out when it's old,
and makes the beggar man, who begs,
for just one night between these legs.
© ron wilson AKA VEE BDOSA the Doylestown Poet
Copyright © Vee Bdosa | Year Posted 2017
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment