Long Bikini Poems
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You puckered up your lips
You went and cut your Beatle fringe
You squeezed in your bikini
And you trimmed your ginger minge
Your shadow on the beach eclipsed
The bathers on the sa-a-a-a-nd
Oh Tru-u-u-udy! You're out to bag a man
.
She lazes on the beach
Down by the Purple Dolphin Bar
She dribbles down her chin
While ogling hotties from afar
And even though you're thrice the size
You started out to be-e-e-e-
Tru-u-u-udy! You'd have two of him for tea
.
She spies a clueless victim
As his glasses hit the ground
She gaffs him with a tender look
And the sturdy rope she'd found
Though it's not gold nor money
That will cure this Turtle Dove
Oh Tru-u-u-udy! It's just buckets full o' love
.
She straddled him, his legs so thin
Then she began to pout
For it took half the fire brigade
To pull her victim out
Then he began to run as soon
As his feet touched the ground
Now Tru-u-u-udy, he's nowhere to be found
Women are a treasure, its true the whole world through' made to Gods good
pattern, He imbued them as lifegivers too with the proclivity to nurture,. With emotions so; raw and rife.' At times Headstrong then seeming helpless' intuitive and versatile, i have seen them come smiling through so much strife.' Flawed
Man as i am, i often read them wrong.' Encouragers, provocatures, I find on the
Whole describing them ad-finitum now a job hard and long.' To enumerate all their qualitys, yet also irs such a great blast.' As they are wearers of high fashion, yet don overalls on farms..Some embraced tbe atoll bikini causing almost; world atomic
Alarms.! Some are reserved and
academic cooks and bakers too' seamstresses and
Florists the doctor who cares, to do.? I beleive they are as
A social glue, holding many of lifes facets
true' also homemakers did i forget? They are prominent at protests'
I am trying to be expansive here yet...Maybe its the best i'll
Get.? There is so much they have accomplished
' they're not just cookie cutouts of men ' they hold their
Own inalianable validation. Its been the same since
Way back when.' Just as Rahab lowered the spies
Down, then scarlet cords that Joshua could see' she was
More than just a professional' she had true compassion and
Just maybe.? The need to beleive.? Also the ancestor of Jesus
I'll have to leave it there, a conundrum to the self-righteousness
The world has in oodles.' And it seems
more to spare' a place that takes great pains in promoting
( certain labels? And how to be') in such the
best. Its a sort of feast? A cornucopia
of odditys
That advances humanity to a stage.. Yet
not for the
Very best, there is still war and death and pestilence
Famine fear and doubt, mis-engineered social experiments
And much it seems? to ' hate on and
about ' have i read of this someplace other?
In the past, somewhere before? My mind observes
Lines of ancient scrioture..While in my mouth there
Is a real musty taste for sure.)
I have booked a holiday,
I am going on a Cruise.
Plenty time to read my books,
lots of time to snooze.
Then to find romance,
meet my ideal man.
All aboard the Love Boat (baby)
For marriage and suntan.
Gonna get my legs waxed,
Bikini line done to.
Then to try to lose some weight
I"ll look brand spanking new!
The Ticket it arrived,
my Brain I tried to rack.
( that I had it all)
In the cases that I packed.
My excitement it did mount
as the date became the day.
The Taxi it will come
and i"ll soon be on my way.
I have never been at sea,
so the question always begs.
Will I feel alright,
upon my new sea legs.
The Love Boat is so good
and soon we leave the dock.
The journey is so smooth
it is steady as a rock.
I party every night,
but never heed the warnings.
To much drink and sea
equals throw up every morning.
But I think it"s great,
that I am ready and i"m able,
to finally meet the Captain
( got the invite to his table)
The big night it arrives
I am dressed up to the nines.
He wont know what has hit him
as he becomes all mine!
Going to get that Captain,
yes that will be my plan.
Turn on the seduction
and I will get my man.
But the Captain is a Women!
I don"t know what to say.
(oh her **** are so much bigger)
It spoils my Holiday.
So the Moral of this story,
Is plain for all to see.
Always check your Life Boy
or He might be a She!!!
If I win, I will put my bikini in my bin, I will go for to romp promptly.
If I fly to my gritty city, I will fry, but I will not cry.
If I win, I will cling to my kitty
I will bring my roll on, or I will pong.
I took it not to prolong my pong.
I will try it on; I knit for my Witty Kitty,
Kitty I will not cry, for you I will try,
To buy you promptly, but not too quick
I will not buy you fowl nor cock to boil,
Look for you Kitty, bonito, no colic.
You will fill your cocky colon, my bionic witty Kitty.
Bonito, not wing of cock, I will bring from my city.
I try for you, my own witty Kit.
I try to work on your colon, now you know it.
I try not to prolong your locomotion you know
Not in circumlocution I go.
To zip it up now I put it into motion.
My Kitty, My bikini, I will put in my bin.
Cruise ships appear over the horizon
As white
As the crest of tidal waves
Surging to harbor
No I said
To hell with cruise ships
To ride inside a machine
My wife and I
Prefer
To sit beside
The purr of ocean with opened books
Sun on our shoulders all day
A mom in a string bikini
Wrestling her morning pre-teen by his neck
With applied sunscreen
At low tide
I walk half a mile out to sea
On my knees
My wife watches me
A Royal Tern with a black tuft atop his head
Pesters a female until she is exhausted
Or that annoyed
She looks him in the eye
Then lifts her legs
And flies
As fast as her wings will carry her
Straight out to sea
And as far as I can see
She never turns around or looks back
But he pursues
Blind to her wake
He will follow
Over metal ships and the flesh of the horizon
Over the humpbacks of the spouting waves
He will follow her to where the sun and moon
Are born each day
He will follow
To that round shore of the tired spent and nests
Until she rests
And turns to him
Come my love come with me
Let us be one with the sea.
“All a man really wants, is a girl who looks good in a bikini."
- Jack Freestone
A GIRL WHO LOOKS GOOD IN A BIKINI
With youth this is so. So longingly leering at hourglass shape.
A tan is a plus. Plus exotic or blonde hair, long and exciting.
With a cocktail, a must. Must find way, to be close to her beauty.
The only thing except sports. Sports swept away at the beach.
Personality may be a bust. Bust still carries sway.
A guy may hit rock bottom. Bottom’s up in an ocean cup.
Better yet a judge…judge a bikini contest.
That is a dream. Dream girl’s on display.
Later in life he longs for a woman..woman with brains.
Nasty old winter is getting me down
I'm looking for summer all over town
I lift up a blanket of snow off the ground
Sadly there is no green grass to be found
My very next stop I'll go down to the beach
With waves and sand summer may be in reach
The lake is solid like a piece of glass
No sign of summer I'm freezing my ass
Summer summer reveal yourself to me
Sun warm my face place leaves on a tree
Hey wait a minute is that a red Rose?
I pick it up, place it under my nose
I'm so sad to say, the rose isn't real
You can imagine how sad I now feel
My search is over I know when I'm licked
As I head home I'm feeling real ticked
I see a young woman walking my way
Wearing a bikini on this cold day
A glimpse of summer my heart starts to race
I'm confused, yet there's a smile on my face
Searching for Summer contest
By Richard Lamoureux
March 14, 2013
Hot Bikini
Suzy bought a new bikini for Joe
But the price she paid, he wouldn't want to know
A sexy sheer suit,
expensive, but cute
She's hoping it soon makes his hot blood flow!
Jaw dropping
Martha liked to tan topless at the beach
Soon her phone was ringing and out of reach
She stood up to her dismay,
her rack was now on display
A man's dentures dropped, as she heard a screech!
A Sudden Boost
Dan was ready for a hot summer night
With his new date, wanted to make it right
He took three blue pills,
hoping for some thrills
But with the quick boost he couldn't stand upright!
Screenpoem Pitch
by Odin Roark
Night
Empty wet ghost town street
Work lights spotted
Tumble weed shadows
Like vehement crusted webs
Gila monster stares vacant
Fat lady carries midget man to bed
Lions sleep
Elephants sway trunks
Phillip Glass sounds undulate
Horses prick ears
3 legged cat wails
Cat turns into old woman
Tumbleweed shadows chase woman
House trailer bathed in pink light
Fat lady steps in
Crazy mirror makes fat lady thin
Young
Crazier than old
Old woman changes into trapeze bikini
Lion tamer and young old lady kiss
3 legged cat scurries under bed
Lion tamer drops to knees
Pleads his love
Snaps whip
Cat hisses
Distant lightning
Trailer pink turns blue
Thunder rocks trailer
Rain washes trailer away
Old woman
Fat again
Walks in desolate rain
Swirls cotton candy around tongue
3 legged cat jumps in lion cage
Stares at lion
Missing leg scratches ear
Dreaming
Purring
Lion growling
Quiet
Oh so...
Quiet
Fade out
This frigid weather is getting me down
Was planning to sunbathe today
Perhaps I won't with temps in the minus
Skin freezes in 30 seconds they say
Maybe it's better if I wait 3 or 4 months
Sunburn is better than freezer burn
Besides my bikini would go all the way up
To my nipples as to purple they'd turn
I'm Canadian eh! So what's all the fuss
Used to go out in my jockeys
When it'd get down to the minus twenties
But I'm no longer young and cocky
With some guys it takes a wee bit longer
For their brains to fully develop
Eighty-eight soon so I'm looking forward
To finally figure out which way is up