Best Pubic Poems

She wore pineapple rings for glasses
and walked like jelly dances
I didn't rate her chances
She used to wee standing up
she cooked lemon a'la duck
won the lottery,...

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God’s gift to the world
Casanova
Wanna-be as
With your playa-listic mentality
U make me third world country sick and ashamed that I ever crossed your path
Do me a...

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Stymied synergistic stoolcumers synchronized
of gifted glib galb garbage run of mouth
nicotine rings of one night 
no promise quickly spilled
ever taxed gestured pocket
pool. tandem coulpling random...

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EcoMinisters of Earth Rights
CoArise!

EcoLogicians of sustainable tribal might
CoArise!

EcoLegislators of bicameral balancing disposition
CoArise!

What is our highest and best Commons Sense
of currently elected policy-choosers?
Where are our optimal...

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Nudes were outlandish and unique in Goya’s time
A harlot asked to paint her nude with pubic hair
On criticism, he refused to paint without clothes sublime
Instead...

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Not surrounded by cherubs,
the Nude Maja
shows pubic hair...
She stares,
and makes women ill at ease,
though I cannot speak for men.

There is a faint line of hair
from...

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Not too many decades out of college
I finally landed my first full-time job,
as a White House speech writer.

I know,
you would expect
I would not start at...

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Mambo (hi)
I talked to mum and brother and they say you are not doing well
Mum says the last time she saw you, you were better
She...

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this culinary humble verboten pie eating older mwm 
   in sore want of coital aid
with no intent to rile nor up braid
certainly not...

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What a doll you've been in this crisis!
                 ...

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A man like you considered I a myth... 
They just do not exist in nature. 
There must along side something odd herewith. 
Dark and poignant....

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What can a bewildered brotha’ say,
it happens every unnatural day
Sunshine is labeled as shade,
crystal clear is called opaque fade

Did I make a left turn 
into...

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Desert Head
The tales they told of ole sailor Fred,
Had skin-grafts a grafted on top of his head,
To keep out the baldness, a triangular patch,
Touch of...

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These countries that preach about hating terrorism
supports such acts financially overturning basic rights
Strong statements without knowledge carry little value
look to the bright side where trust...

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that's the one, the glorious fun, 
my first gorgeous slow sex, in
a kitchen, while borsch was cooked

that's the one, the Beatles the kaftans, 
the hair,...

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