He stuck it in,
soft dribbles, then a long kick,
pitch of clits, that dick's a rogue;
7ft 3, such huge pitch couldn't cloak.
And further up, light dance in,
Till the G-spot, boxed eighteen.
His hands up, aiding the ride,
Her thighs, urging the strides.
And when the dickhead hit,
Her whistle moan filled the pitch.
Give her a ballon d'moan...
Favoritism!
22 - 21 = 1; 5 : 55.
P.S. Inspired by a statement on Twitter, "Ballon d'moan"
© Zu xian.
eerie aura augmented
felon feature fermented
cremating callous contractions
drooling drips punctured
hoity relief reeled
vying voluptuous acme
tainted tongue trained'n
decking damped trail
fostered feelings feign
porous pulchritude birthed
crisp conception pivoted
mystic smirk aided
syntactic silhouette seeped'n
seductive syllables' creed.
'20:03:30:19:45
Note: Dedicated to a dickhead I cherish: Oreoluwa.
I do still love
the father of my child
when he was gentle
his moods were so mild
we had some laughs
we had some fun
I remember the night
we made our son
I do still love
the man I met
who he became
I'd rather forget
we were once happy
he was my sweet Chris
his cuddly strong arms
I do sometimes miss
I don't still love
the disgusting fat dickhead
forcing himself on me
and left me crying in bed
I don't still love
the way he made me feel
for my heart and soul
in which he did steal
Dickhead Fish
Researchers in Vietnam
Recently dropped this little bomb
They have found a whole new species
Whose organ’s splayed far from his feces
The article that I just read
Said *****es were on top their head
So when it’s sex that they’re pursuing
They can’t see just what they’re doing
Don’t know about you but one thing I dread
Is getting into something way over my head
And the official name they gave it
Is something Latinish
If you’re like me, we’re hoping
It translates “Dickhead Fish”
“Dickhead”
There is a saddened kind of shame
a name that’s cruel and thus demeans,
elementary obscene
a child can not reach deep enough.
It started when I read above
my third grade level reading group
and followed to my brownie troop
then fearful fighting, flight to home.
And in defense I’d use my gift
to make up names and write mean songs-
I’d teach the boys to sing along
and charge their chocolate milk money.
With my moustache a poor disguise,
with puffy, rubbing, teary eyes
I made myself apologize
though only choking squeaks were heard.
Nicoleslaw Dickhead was my name
a name that’s cruel and thus demeans,
slimy side-dish dung for brains-
a child can not reach deep enough.
Million dollar college fees
Money I don’t have
Money I never wanted
I wonder how they’re going to get it now
Could have taught myself all these things
For free no less
But that doesn’t afford a degree
Nothing I can put on the resume
Who here’s the most qualified?
The biggest dickhead
Why?
Because he has the most confidence
Sucks himself off every night
Duh
I’d kill myself but that would f--k my parents
After all they co-signed, right?
I’ll put myself out there as much as I can then
For every penny I’m f--king worth
But I don’t want a goddamn penny
I don’t want a goddamn thing
This degree’s for them, it’s not for me
It’s so I can get out of their f--king house
It’s so I can leave them alone like they so wish and beg
It’s so I’ll never have to come crawling back for money
It’s so I can eat my own food, live under my own roof
Sleep in my own clothes, die in my own bed
Until then
I’m selling every company something that’s already dead
Think they’re buying?!
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