Family Law
Immaturity comes from lack of knowledge.
This sheltered woman was raised polished
To not speak up against the man's ways.
Lest I got a bare ass lesson in shame.
I ran away from my parents loud silence
To an older man's quest for compliance.
Away from the mental screams for attention,
Where my child was used as a weapon.
Later married where lessons were served
Rough, ragged, bruised, screams unnerved,
Choked. My own child watching wild-eyed;
Learned to accept my fate - taught blind.
Terror great in my child's eye trying to choose
To help or listen, who should she listen to?
I knew that it should of never been a decision
Between either of the instructions given.
The days grew longer and the fights pursued.
Faith has been broken, battered, bruised
My child watched her mom and dad fight
I was punished for trying to prove I was right
Categories:
bare ass, abuse, bullying, child abuse,
Form: Rhyme
National Nude Day – 14 July
I believe that it started in France
When some folks left their house without pants
Without batting an eye
They simply walked by
And not a soul bothered to glance
Encouraged by nary a stare
They next chose to go out all bare
With bare ass and boobs
And blasé attitudes
In French you might say laissez-faire
Well brother, it caught on and spread
And finally came to a head
It’s a national day
When it’s simply OK
To go without clothing instead
So unbutton – unzip
Drop your drawers – show a nip
No one will think you are rude
If you don’t mind the breeze
From your neck to your knees
Tomorrow’s your day to be nude
Me? Well I’ve just aged a bit
My body’s not that trim and fit
I could show off my parts
But it’d just break your hearts
So Nude Day – I guess I’ll skip it
Uncle Mike
Categories:
bare ass, body, holiday,
Form: Rhyme
No choice babe you stand and fight,
or run with tail tucked in out of sight,
stand up, a straight left might,
like ole Clint Eastwood duck the right!
Sounds very much like us Aussies, mate:)
the popes on holliday, not irate,
beware of roo's in trousers,
watch them back legs wowsers...
disemboweling fate?
staggering through the donga,
by the shore of linger longer,
old emu looked up with sweet surprise,
bare ass Aussies, burnt so rare,
with language blue the air,
were a swinging from a gum tree swatting flys :)
Sue married the guy,
but we'll fix his little wagon,
Kangaroo in the outhouse,
7 foot tall in the shaggnwagon,
electric fence hooked up to the toilet,
no more spray there today,
a tickle for the wizzer tune, you bet,
he'll think his name is Alice, May.
31-aug-11
Categories:
bare ass, adventure,
Form: Ballad
The sangria is made and the hot tub is bubbling
No need with a swimsuit for you to be troubling
Just pour some refreshment in your wine glass
And join us in the tub with your shining bare ass.
No one will stare and point out your flaws;
We all have too many to count
Besides, our vision is blurry as all
Due to the alcoholic amount.
Be free of your worries and free of your woes
Be free of your troubles and free of your clothes
Be free of the tension that daytime can cause
And give your insecurities a moment of pause.
You may be embarrassed for a moment or two
Disrobing in front of these strangers
But you’ll see nobody is different than you
And pose you no immediate danger.
And once submerged the bubbles will hide
Anything you don’t wish to show
And I’ll get up to pour you more wine
Should your glass become too low.
When you’ve done it once, you will do it twice
And many more times after that
The Jacuzzi waters feel so nice
In our neighborly, hot tub vat.
Categories:
bare ass, friendship
Form: Rhyme
Lennon Incognito
Was is that bad John?
You’re looking like rather
White and sheepish!
Was the Beatle-mania bad enough
For you to resort to faking your own death?
Couldn’t you take your own advice
and just imagine?
Was Yoko Ono that hard to deal with?
Was her bare ass that bad
To see day in and day out?
Why do you look so gloomy?
What’s with the black sheath outfit?
You think no one will recognize
You with your overgrown
Shaggy beard?
Wrote this for a poetry contest. It's a parody poem about John Lennon. I loved John Lennon
and his music and his wife. It's just a spoof.
Categories:
bare ass, history, loss, music, parody,
Form: Light Verse
It's coming soon
That time of year
For diving deep
And seeing clear
For finding things
You might have lost
From having fun
At your instructor's cost
It's time again
for that first Sunday noon
And being sunburned
In the early June
Then trying to find
Some large mouth bass
While taking pictures of
My friend's bare ass
You find your dive buddy
Gasping for air
From laughing so hard
Because you're not there
You want so much
To be on that boat
If only you knew
It would stay afloat
So, if you'd like
To come along
I'm sure with us
We'll make you belong
Come on and bring
Your diving gear
And stay with us
The entire year
Categories:
bare ass, adventure, friendship, social, time,
Form: Quatrain