Peen Poems - Poems about Peen

...What happened to my sex drive? (sung – in a round pussy willow warble - to the tune of -- Oh Where Oh Where has my little dog gone). Once pronounced libido of mine took kamikaze nose dive, ......

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...Written: June 26, 2023 ______________________________________________________________ In the realm of creation, where forces collide, There is a phenomenon that cannot hide. Shrinka......

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...As the Hedgehog is known for its hedge It seems he is known for his edge As he drives in the tip of the wedge Whether swinging a ball peen or sledge He will maul you with words aptly lurid Set......

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...Beethoven smashes one piano after another. He shears through keyboards, a peasant scything hay. The composer's fingers listen through touch, they become deeper, more blunted, a vibration of mal......

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...Beethoven smashes one piano after another. He shears through keyboards, a peasant scything hay. The composer's fingers don't grow deaf, they become deeper, more blunted, like mallets. His apa......

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...Laho vich nasha menu peen de lor nai Dil de manna menu deen de lor nai Marwa menu goli hoor jeen de lor nai.......

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...rain less morning sun a peen, charming hamster runs under the lilies 9/2/20 written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©......

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...Beethoven smashes one piano after another. He shears through keyboards, a peasant scything hay. The composer's fingers don't grow deaf, they become deeper, more blunted, like mallets. His apa......

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...(sung – in a round pussy willow warble - to the tune of -- Oh Where Oh Where has my little dog gone) With a flam boy hunt deft jais nais sais quois firm lickey split tongue and two bell yule ......

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...Whammer, jammer, ball peen hammer angry clamor, makes me stammer outside, inside, up and down fake a smile and make a frown ram it, lam it, ding dong damn it jamb the door and loudly slam it be......

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...teeming with pride, humble and its peen. sometimes only wearing underwear. culture so rare. dancing on there own line of drumbeats, minding there own a folk music. so keen on their own particular he......

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...-Death is but crossing the world, as friends do the seas; they live in one another still. For they must needs be present, that love and live in that which is omnipresent. In this divine glass, th......

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