Best Limburger Poems

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Sometimes I feel like a hunk of Limburger cheese!
Poets pass my poetry as if it had the great aroma 
of unwashed toes and knees.
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These poets are the ones who pretend to be my 
PS friends?
But off in the distance, they live in Big Ego City,...

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His desire was for a kiss or two
Those eyes danced with a  gleam
She turned her head a kiss to dread
Increased his sexual steam

Everyday he wanted to play
French kissing in his dreams
She refused his looks and advance
Those kisses made her scream

Hairy did persist wanting to...

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