Best Titty Poems
Spoonerism Poetry: She's Too TittyShe’s too titty to be a preacher.
She can’t even bead a rook.
A rental deceptionist? Maybe.
At my teeth she once look a took.
As a wean clerker, she’ll never do.
I once caught her nicking her pose.
She doesn’t even hash her wands.
And she chews the tails off...
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Categories:
titty, parody, word play,
Form:
Quatrain
Titty of PoemHey, this poem is about something very specific. It's
gonna make a clever observation with a wry little
punchline right at the end, right before the Kool-Aid Man
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Categories:
titty, art, poetry,
Form:
Epic
A ditty to my tittyA ditty to my titty
There you are upon my chest
You used to be the boob I loved best
But now all you do is cause me grief
I just need a moments relief
But you would rather swell and cause me pain
Make my skin itch again and again
This...
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Categories:
titty, health,
Form:
Rhyme