Ass Poems - Poems about Ass

Bad ass beauty brought bedlam, and begat bastard child... courtesy booty call minus preemptive measures while plugg naughty bits of tarnished knight while he took tea and crumpets within mistress's boudoir The following verses typed out some years ago, but equally pertinent and relevant to the ebb and flow of my life today, and as ye become familiar with me...

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She had the ass of the ages, two hemispheres where the thunder rages. She was the goddess of storms and the weather, and when she clapped those two hemispheres together, it was best if you and your lifestock were safely sheltered in weatherproof haunts and cages....

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be... in charge of...the playground now... and...cries "it's my ball"... threats to... all... in range of...a spoiled childs cries... any good job i ever worked had its applicant tests for such as relevant personality and intellectual traits, technical experience and knowledge t-rumps's only test was of his greed and bull levels len ...

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She was imaginative, artistic and clever. An inspired visionary who never said never. A poet, dancer, singer, choreographer, artist too. Bright, personable and ingenious, my sister Sue. We knew with these talents she would go far. But she fell in love with a controlling ass named Jar. Jar told her how high to jump, how to climb the stairs and such. Her...

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don't sip the stream the orange king roared but his warning went largely ignored the water was tainted with crocs the big ass died right on the spot cat tail twitching from the reddening shore...

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They say the journey to adulthood is supposed to be a slow coming of age process that allows the time to contemplate what role we’ll play in our future. We check off all the options. Burn out some brain cells in college or maybe find that ‘special someone’ and take a few years to plan...

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I led the stubborn horse to water Couldn't make him drink as he oughta I swore and I cursed When he died of thirst Shoulda traded him for one smarter I buried the horse and bought a mule Again, I played the part of a fool It refused to drink So it made me think I should kick the ass into the pool!...

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Do you know what really burns my ass A flame about ass high, now that's quite crass Have you no couth? Not a bit, that's the truth Something's burning, TOO LATE... my ass is ash...

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She laughed all day She laughed all night. She went to bed and had a fright. Her ass was gone. It wasn't there. She laughed it off. but didn't care. Inspired by Mike Gentile's "She Danced her Heart Away"...

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A baby you left to stay You’ve licensed to stray, For find it shall its way To some paradise bright or grey. An ass you kept at bay, No fodder on its tray, Won’t spare you a bray: A way of having its say. Your stacks of green hay You didn’t sun all day You’ve okayed their ***** decay And shouldn’t to...

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Dead Ass Dumb Ass Sorry Ass Fat Ass David J Walker The asinine claims On this ass of mine Remains a Mystery to me Though perpetually covered It’s plain to see It’s there Get off yer Dead Ass He yelled at me as I was About to flee with My dead ass dragging behind But Noooo He reminds me to Get yer ass...

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King darius escaped to save his a-s Smart move smart decision low pitch bass There is no need to be nice Think again think twice and think thrice What lesson do we learn? Run escape take you turn.....

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II don't know that poetry has any obligation but to be poetry. Ah! There is the rub; for each of us has our own opinion, therefore, dominion of the heart. An organ feeding every other part, necessary for survival. Perhaps, if we penned all with newly oxygenated blood? (Forsaking our programming) Still, even such ink would eventually age, dry, flake away – So, perhaps,...

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WISE ASS You know this person! In middle school his perfect sarcasm seems funny and bold and wise to our ears, makes adults and institutions seem hopelessly inept, disingenuous, insecure By high school, however, his wise ass negativity wins lots of first dates but never real girlfriends, even the bad girls back off, and the jocks and jazz drummers have better things...

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Everything's big in Texas it blows my mind Even washrooms at gas stations we stand in line Don't stand a chance We pee in our pants Just a wee dribble but an embarrassing swine...

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