Best Hot Pants Poems
can you imagine my disappointment...I believed her
...she might of been the one...that one woman
that has eluded me my whole lifetime...but...
...she...she was...
she was just blowing smoke up my ass...
story of my life...it's just never right...so many frauds...
but her....well her I trusted...I was willing to try...but
well she did me wrong...
she did well with the Vaseline...
lubricated my ass clean...
but when she shoved
that PVC up my bum...
well...that I liked!
the smoke?
that was the problem it was too hot,
your suppose to let it cool...
she let it go when it was
still hotter than burning coals...
all my friends...well now they call me hot pants...
it's not funny...I had severe...burns to my hole...
every time I have to go...you can hear
me yelling...feels like the pipe in reverse,
exiting instead of entering...it burns...
it bleeds...
but what hurts the most...
what really upsets me...
...as long as I live I will never...
what hurts the most,
...she won't take my calls...
my ass has healed
and I'd like to see her again...
give the pipe another shot...
she said she liked me...
called me good looking, vibrant,
kind, generous, intelligent ,
witty...but she didn't mean it,
I guess...
she was just blowing smoke up my ass...
...yes please!
on the street
underneat
your put in trace
feeling of romance
make you dance
to watch
BIG BUTTS AND HOT PANTS
It was the school semester of 1971,
I was a volunteer usherette at the university theater,
in order to attract more people for plays,
our uniforms were red hot pants and white blouses,
we seated the audience including wives and spouses.
Older women who attended glared at our attire,
jealousy and resentment filled the theatrical air,
men stared at our legs and not at our faces,
the live performance was in the aisles
as we pranced along sashsaying creating smiles.
By mid semester there was a full house,
standing room only consisting of men,
a Shakespearean play was presented on stage,
the actors were upstaged and resented the fact
the hot pants attired usherettes made an impact.
Hot Pants
Santa was slimming cos Christmas was near
By sharing his lunch with his favourite reindeer
For chimney stacks seem to get thinner each year
But he got a shock when his sleigh landed here
I don’t know what Santa Claus thought he would do
My wood burning stove has a five inch flue
Somehow he got in and he had a straight fall
To the right angle bend where it goes through the wall
I doubt he intended to land on his ass (In English English... ****)
I’d much rather see Santa’s face through the glass
Stuck tight he can’t get his mince pies and beers
Cos he’s landed scrunched up with his feet by his ears
This gift drop has turned out a bit of a joke
His beard has turned black and the room’s full of smoke
Apparently Santa’s not terribly bright
Why didn’t he check if stove was alight
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Miss Sharpy
Life of the Party
Two lines only
Poetess Laureate
5/11/2019
9:30Pm
i can't help
my eyes melt
when i see them hips
that dip
and shake kept me awake
it like a rambo dance
tho
grils around the world
in
SUMMER HOT HOT PANTS
Iit was a party
we got started
they come in
as it begin
as i clance
it was a groove
too i tell you
it was a
HOT PANTS DANCE