Best Busty Poems

Bring back blonde babes 
with big boobs and butts, 
showing bare bellies, wearing black and brown boots.
Because they get the bikers and  big boys...

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A busty young lady from Peel
Her boobies she couldn't conceal
They were such a huge size
That she won a first prize
For the fruit men most wanted...

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She's quite a busty lady, this fact cannot be denied
Tried to cover them up for years, her boobs shes tried to hide
But with a new...

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When Farmer Brown’s daughter grew busty,
The men pulling turnips grew lusty.
Brown then had to choose
Which shotgun to use
If one of those hands proved untrusty....

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I’m a man
In case you couldn’t see
I don’t use the word “poopie”
And I’m addicted to TV
I’m a man
Who doesn't have time to bleed
But who still...

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A man that men call The Big Dipper
Went bonkers over a busty stripper
He wanted to tip her
But then had to skip her
When his meat got...

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Today it’s Pancake Day and there’s to be a pancake race
Entrants are on the starting line with a smile upon their face

Old Ted ‘s ready...

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Angelic facial features with huge sparkling eyes
A perfect youthful dewy complexion
Very long silky looking thick hair
Red pouty lips moist with bright cherry gloss
Long red nails...

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Beautiful, busty black haired gypsy girls
looking at me
like they want to steal my heart
and keep the money they find in my back pocket
Those beautiful gypsy...

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Flesh on show and sun tan lotion
bodies laid on towels or sun lounges 
By the ocean
Salty air wind blown hair
Music streaming from the near by...

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Here’s to the young lad named TRUSTY,

back then the girls were quite BUSTY,

no wonder his thoughts were LUSTY.

Lately, that thinking’s getting DUSTY,

cause the joint(s) is/are...

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Today is Pancake Day and there’s to be a pancake race
folk are on the starting line with a smile upon their face

Ted is ready with...

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Welcome to the Hogs head
The local ye olde pub
The ale tastes like urine
And there's maggots 
In the grub.

There's straw on the floor
A pee bucket by...

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Tommy Tucker Tater Tott
  Took tomatoes to tip top
  Tossed turned tumbled 
      tripped turning trails
  ...

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Chris Risum

1865 – 1920

She was the only woman who listened to me.
The only lady who cared enough to care.
For within my own dead marriage
I was...

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