Best Peeping Tom Poems
When we retired we were so inspired:
To live free and rest from our labors.
This mobile home park has lived up to the mark,
But oh, goodness gracious, the neighbors.
Jay the old peeper can snoop through the creeper
And tell if the ladies are bathing.
At times he's been caught and the women have taught
him new curse words in language quite scathing.
Denny got back from the hoosegow and that
is the end of his meth lab's production.
He'll have to report to the man from the court
with his pee to avoid re-induction.
Jen basks in the sun and we all see her bum
Though we tell her it's not necessary.
In England alone she's seventeen stone
And her armpits are ever so hairy.
A lady name Myrtle we call snapping turtle
(You never know when she'll attack you)
keeps her trailer quite clean but she's viciously mean
And if talked to she'll snap right back at you.
There are neighbors with tone, who have made themselves known
And we're so glad to know they reside here,
But an odd PhD and a master's degree
Can't compete with the felons that bide here.
Sick minds grow rapidly,
Yet they’re treated with equality.
Spread through our population,
The cancer of our generation.
Sex crimes, rape, and molestation,
Evolve from disgusting infatuations.
some for a fact
don't get in the act
theyer not crazy
some lazy
and do it for fun
as you run
theyer are a
PEEING TOM
Two things old Peeping Tom knew for certain,
Only perverts would peek through a curtain
To see the forbidden,
Kept carefully hidden
And one day in prison he'd be hurtin’.
written December 17, 2021
Hes been just about everywhere I've been
from when I was born up till now,
instead of going by my birth name
goes by my 9 numbers with the dash-es,
knows my hair color, height and weight
color of my eyes and eye lashes,
knows which schools I've attended
and all my addresses,
which jobs I've had in the past
whether I've been good or bad,
how many children
and how many marriages..
and when I go shopping
and use my debit or credit card,
he knows my taste in food and clothes
and knows which stores I shop at,
knows which books I like to read
if I check out some from the library,
knows if I've gone through a red light
when I pass through an intersection,
even knows my cars direction
when I use my gps system,
knows if I have insurance or not
and which doctors I see,
knows about my health in general
and how many surgeries,
and I'm sure he's even there
when I use my cell phone and
am on the internet,
knows how much money I've earned and owe,
knows my whole life's history,
and pretty much everywhere I go,
I'm not paranoid even though
in short he probably knows more
about me than I'll ever know,
thats why he follows me from the cradle to the grave
just like the movie "The Truman Show."
Placing the candle
Upon the wide window board...
She unpins her hair.
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Her bare white shoulders
Outshine the frail Moon's weak gaze;
Her coy disrobing.
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Him moving the screen!
Bamboo and silk will not mask
His greedy intent.
Here's another story, I just made up
About a mailman, that we'll call "Tom"
He was kinda ugly, bald and fat
He really wasn't the bomb
Tom was nice to everyone
As crazy as that sounds
He'd wave and say "Hello"
As he made his morning rounds
"Here's your mail" we heard him say
As he smiled and tipped his hat
Did I mention he was kinda ugly
Even bald and fat?
Now here's when the story changes
But everyone try to stay calm
For we caught him looking in windows
Yep, he was a peeping Tom
He was doing so much more
Than just delivering the mail
He was spying on the neighbors
With a video camera as well
He just cried and said he was sorry
As he told us he was blind
I spoke up and said, " Let him go"
And they thought I was being kind
The crowd was turned to an angry mob
As they all began to scowl
Til I told them that the last thing he saw
Was my mother-in-law in only a towel
That poor man was punished enough
That image will haunt his mind
My mother-in-law wanted his number
She said, "A boyfriend is hard to find"
Well that's the end of my story
That's all I have to tell
Just always remember to pull your shades
When your mailman delivers your mail
As the breeze and trees tango dance,
both oblivious to our glance,
from a distance our heart partakes
of their shared love and so awakes
soul from stupor, ego induced,
by caress of bliss beats seduced,
thus this moment in time we stole,
makes our presence joyful and whole.
White gown on the floor,
careless and silken;
as if in a slumber and
caressed by the rain.
Wet footsteps cross the room
at a lazy stroll;
not a heed to listen back
to a distant call!
Drops of water on the window
spoil a reddish stain;
Lipstick planted on the glass
lipstick in the rain.
Dreamy eyes fill the sky
evening comes up close;
lost in sea of unknown thoughts
a woman, known as Rose!
as you bath
close windor shade
could be a freak bum
some call
PEEPING TOM
I heard that those French girls were raunchy as hell
I thought I’d go find me a young mademoiselle
I’m no work of art and I’m well past my best
But I’ve had a wash and I’ve changed my string vest
My mate said the best girls stand out in the crowds
But then he said I’ve got my head in the clouds
He said you’re so old that you might make them shriek
I said I’d be happy to just get a peek
So I bought a Kodak, its lens was quite long
To steal me a shot of a girl in a thong
My mate said that’s freaky, in fact it’s perverted
I knew he was right, I was quite disconcerted
But ladies and me, well it has been a while
A quick flash of flesh would sure make me smile
I had an idea: I would head for the sky
And focus on windows of buildings nearby
My plan didn’t work and I took not one shot
Although I had thought that I’d get quite a lot
So I’m heading home where I’ll have a cold shower
And never return to that damned eye-full tower.
watch look out
no doudt
theyer out there
somewhere
some or bums
the
PEEPING TOMS
Pretty adorned in scarlet Red
from head to toe undergarment
included
She goes by the name I believe
of those who know her affectionately
as
Roxanne
With matching lipstick and eyeshadow
She has no need for blush as her cheeks
always seem plentiful enough rosy
Which always makes me think when
I see her standing there
Right in full view in front of her bedroom
window brazen as hell dressed no less
in her skimpy negligee lingerie underwear
In fact come to think of it ver strange but
the only time she ever seems to close
her curtains is during the day
When the majority of her male friends pop
round for a quick half an hour or so visit
then leave
Why on earth then doesn't she try
turn the heating down in there
Because given what she is dressed down
in it sure as hell must be hot in there
And I am not quite sure she knows or
is aware that this particular area or
part of town
Has sadly now become over time a bit run
down and gathered a reputation for
being shall we say a tad seedy and
frequented by undesirables
But unfortunately she obviously isn't as
streetwise and as cool as me
Colonel Peeping Tom commanding
officer of my local neighborhood watch
Peeping Tom
House cat window shopping
Chipmunks under glass
John G. Lawless
6/21/2020
Rain, slow down
I'm watching the flowers bloom
In my window pane.