No way you could call this a drizzle
Came out like rhinoceros pizzle
On this day at the zoo
This old monkey just blew
It fried my eyes and made them sizzle
Blinded, direction was hard to gauge
And I fell into the lion's cage
I was sure she'd eat me
But she purred so sweetly
Now I live with a cat half my age
Had no trouble adjusting at all
Bet you wouldn't catch this at the mall
So just you wait and see
A proud papa I'll be
Because she's expecting in the Fall
Categories:
pizzle, humorous,
Form: Limerick
Lord, save this unholy Baptist!?
Her lactation, like mother's juice,
slakes thirsty tongues with creamy gist.
To flush her slick love-chamber's sluice,
with corkscrew thumbs, and practiced wrists,
like a gander she mauls her goose!
If hairy chest stirs those supple breasts
in whorish barns (near lover's inns),
then with my cock's erectest crest,
the buttocks (of her cleft nether-chin),
like meat pies, I durst hurry test,
lest I, limp, err in deadly sins!
But I pray Thee, O holy Godhead!
I durst not be so thus content'd,
when, like dogwood, is my sainthead,
when goes my pizzle unlament'd;
and, like Pan, to c*nt the nunhead,
I've foregone your grace, unrepent'd.
Categories:
pizzle, dedication, desire, god, life,
Form: Lyric
Lawn furniture flavored ice cream
served in moxa cups
Candied eyes of freshwater bream
pickled bushdog pups.
Pig pizzle wrapped around a stick
grilled upon the deck
Woven rope with cat head and brick
hung about your neck.
Marzipan violin bowed by a stoat
badminton played widdershins
A toast of poison without antidote
barefoot on needles and pins.
Categories:
pizzle, animal, fantasy, food, games,
Form: Rhyme
Pickles Graham heard the woosh,
Amber liquid showered his moosch (face)
Startled by the sudden shower,
Aromatic pizzle power,
An Mooga Wilson going crook,
"What are you doing there Pickles,
At this time and hour?"
Empty piddle pot empowered,
Stop moaning theres no grounds ,
for a sook,
And now you've had your early shower,
A bath is all you took,
A sweeter smelling little flower,
So bugger off ole chook...
Don johnson
SEEMS Pickles was on dawn patrol in Dirranbandi
early in 1942, the Japanese were coming???
Categories:
pizzle, adventure,
Form: Ballad
oligarchy reigns supreme
enslaves the masses poor
the corpses queue in single file
by score and score and score
Gehennas gates of tyranny
scream and bark again
And once inside the truth revealed
the iron will not bend
the Monarchs and the Kings, rotund
gather for the feast
and glut themselves upon the flesh
of the burden bearing beasts
Satiated, smiling
they lick their digits clean
and pizzle whip thier concubines
their slaves and diamond queans
Categories:
pizzle,
Form: I do not know?