Best Tarty Poems

I'm flattered by Nina but need to take her to the cleaners,
and splat her inbetweeners with fluid from wieners.
Don't mock or beat down Bath when...

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I don’t have a favourite;
I love each and every one
Whether happy or sad
Cheerful or glum

I love tarty Marti
And svelter Delta
Sloppy Poppy
And vulgar Olga

I love baddy...

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Setting sun

Splash of burgundy paan-spit
and the paterfamilias nodding off

pink  filial freeness
silhouetted against a crimson feel- flare
(or was it orange flair or even purple fair)

symbiotic...

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What you sayin?
We own it
For the morning of the lord
To the night
Greatness
Don’ start
Tarty mart...

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I don’t have a favourite,
I love each and every one
Whether happy or sad
Cheerful or glum

I love Grim Kim
And Moanie Toni
Henpecky Becky
And Naggy Maggie 

I love...

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Lost Soul

We’ve gathered here to say goodbye
to yet another boring guy,
kept on yelling for attention
till it gave him hypertension.
Now in the box beneath the shroud
he’s...

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paper            typewriters        books and dictionaries
pens  ...

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My Aunty, Patricia, she travels the land,
her bag of in-cases gripped firmly in hand.
The contents of which are largely unknown;
although just a few I've sometimes...

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The sixth of July, the postman passed by
The stork brought little old me
Come rain or come shine I’d want to know ‘why?’
And wrote my name...

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Answerable to none

He waltzed across the party floor
A rosy cheek, a kiss
Dainty lady or tarty whore
Not one would he miss

Divorce had come and gone
As messy...

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Growing Up 
When I was eighteen or nineteen, I discovered beer
Dance-restaurants and women generous with their wares
I didn`t eat sweets anymore which was good for...

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Pink, wet, ripe lips
Crystal blue eyes
Provocative timely swinging hips
Sensuous chunky thighs

Black, long, silky hair
Perky firm milky breasts
See through pink underwear
In a low cut skin tight...

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We groomed him to perfection
lured him with our lights
cooed him with our sizzles
blurred his dreams and sights
We slotted him in awkward
hampered his imput
laced his drink...

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A firkin of gherkins in brine
Were found floating along the Rhine
They, tossed from some party
For being too tarty
And spoiling the taste of the wine



It's A...

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(for Wentworth Miller)


… jewels of the jungle,
gems and trinkets strewn 
across sacred, stained altars of the mind, 
desire whimpering and simmering 
like cats on a...

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