Ballsy
11/08/2018
Line Gauthier competition
I wish I had the balls to tell them how I really felt.
I’m feelin kinda brash, no make that kinda ballsy.
I’d give you a peace of my mind, but it’s hard to talk straight with Bell’s Palsy.
I guess I’ll take solace in the fact your Girls a dancer.
I gave her Twenty bucks, and that’s how I romance her.
You may think I’m just jealous, cause I was once her dude.
But let me tell you friend, and I’ll try and not be rude.
I’m better equipped to please her, yet she’s now with you.
I’m easier to look at, and still she ran me through.
Your belly’s so big, you can’t tie up your own shoes,
And every afternoon like a geriatric you need a snooze.
You’ve got one thing on me, and only the one thing.
The size of your wallet means you don’t need a dingaling.
Categories:
dingaling, funny, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
what
am
i
to an dog
here spot
ran to me
never
who
is
i
colourd confusion
my love boxed
bell rang ding
ding ding
dingaling
i love you dear
who am i
?
Categories:
dingaling, art,
Form: Concrete
Re: Ring of power
Ring of power enhances it,
Gives it volume quite a bit,
bigger, a nice snug fit,
give me all, don't u quit
Obsession comes when you hit gold,
big and hard: I'm sold!
If you want him big n bold,
Warm him just a bit,
Get the right size ring, to fit,
As strong as days of old,
interest sure relit.
Struggling guys wear the ring,
Too keep it hard, its just the thing,
Not too tight on the dingaling,
Adjust to size and passion,
Enhanced by more tongue lashing,
Home truths for passions pit,
The keeper ring will do its bit.
Keep up the good work. Don, Ralphie Sue....
Categories:
dingaling, adventure,
Form: Ballad
Ring of power
Ring of power enhances it,
Gives it volume just a bit,
Getting bigger will it fit,
8 inch round is ole Tom tit,
Obsession comes when you get sold,
Flaccid, with his heart so cold,
If you want him big n bold,
Warm him just a bit,
Get the right size ring, to fit,
As strong as days of old,
Beware of ole Tom tit,
Stripper guys they wear the ring,
Too keep it hard, its just the thing,
Not too tight on the dingaling,
Adjust to size and passion,
Enhanced by more tongue lashing,
Home truths for passions pit,
The keeper ring will do its bit….
Don Johnson
Categories:
dingaling, addiction, adventure,
Form: Ballad
Silver’s scars
The evil little lad that creeps
About while others soundly sleep,
With a key he scratches many cars,
He hates the stranger owners, ha ha.
Cos they have much more than him!
My silver ute, she bears the scars,
Of screwdriver,
scratches are,
The prettier they really want to marr,
Cos it's anger they can bring,
Of course I have been in his place,
Was tempted sometimes to deface,
Jealous kind of thoughts erase,
But I’m no dingaling?
Most never had the dollars, gosh,
To strut around and be so posh,
Us poor, had things without the gloss,
Does life bring on the whinging:)
Don Johnson 8-jul-11
Categories:
dingaling, adventure
Form: Rhyme
I don’t have a bell to ring
Someone’s taken my dingaling
I don’t know what’s wrong
Someone has taken my dong
I don’t know why the bloody hell
I can’t seem to ring my bell
I know the batteries haven’t run out
It’s not old and clapped out
So I’m at a loss to explain
Why I’m out here in the pouring rain
Now wait a moment that’s not right
It should be visible, an LED light
Now that really is quite odd
It’s gone, some thieving little sod
Has stolen the bell push off the door
Light and all, to be seen no more
So I don’t have a bell to ring
As someone’s stolen my dingaling
Categories:
dingaling, funny
Form: I do not know?
man invents the bullet
visits the medium
voices from beyond
spell the message
of a game to play
hole in the ceiling
and a message to send along everyday
something to say
to everyone who purchaese what he sold fate
a hole in the heavens today
stop the slaughter
oh bother
oh brother
what i have to say
the mailman will come your way
ring aling
sing a ling
you will know me inside out
the game i play
Man invests in addictive ways
taking me down another way
visits the voodoo witch yesterday
the devil sold me a game for you to play
never thought youd forget my name
but i guess since this way it goes
it goes
don't you dare
to think twice
pay the tithe
pay the tithe
look whose naughty nice nightmare
im not scared
im not scared
just a gamer of different flavours
hole in the ceiling beggering my neighbor
message to send along the way dingaling
singa ling what you goptta bring
mailman coming my way
guess i'll know sooner than spring
Categories:
dingaling, angstme, me,
Form: Free verse
Early morning chill in the air
Jack the Frost with ice in his hair
Sliding along on his slippered feet
upon trails left from his whispered heat
Singing so lightly his winter tune
hoping ice remnants will last until noon
Knowing that soon the icicles will stay
just a dingaling instrument along his way
Keeping tune with the wind chimes
swaying tall grasses in pantomime
Basso is felt from wind blown branches
winters song music will always entrans' us
As beautiful the melody,as ice crystals fall
caution,be steady,avoiding Frost's snowy walls......
Categories:
dingaling, music, nature, seasons,
Form: Free verse