Short Groin Poems

scratching his groin 
a worshiper offers food: 
the flattered deity 
in flowery garbage, holy 
water, incense and sweat 

--R.K.Singh...

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The menopausal man
doesn’t know whether
it is love or
pressure of the
groin

he preaches
heteropromiscuity
searching for frolic
as another shield...

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There’s a poor hockey player named Rupp
And though ill equipped, never gave up
But while in the big game
His groin was the puck’s aim
He said, “No sweat, I’m wearing Stanley’s cup.”...

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Have any of you ladies been hit with a lob
From a baseball right in your “mossy bob”
As a male I cringe
I feel a twinge
Remembering some groin hits, I still start to sob...

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Have any of you ladies been hit with a lob
From a baseball right in your “mossy bob”
As a male I cringe
I feel a twinge
Remembering some groin hits, I still start to sob...

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This is for men, is there anything more painful
Being hit 'tween the legs, no way to be graceful
You clutch at your groin
Some animals do join
Baying at the moon with instincts prenatal...

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 She said, "play with my fire, you may get burned!"
He played, he left, she was  a woman spurned
She started a false rumor
In his groin a tumor
His love life was done... a hard lesson learned....


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This is for men, is there anything more painful
Than being hit 'tween the legs, no way to be graceful
You clutch at your groin
Animals do join
Baying at the moon reverting to their instincts prenatal


© Jack Ellison 2016...

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You groin suckers working your glistening rod through time's
Silver pole, fandangos swallow it whole; gulp, the goo of yes you....
Grasping, it's shaft sliding across these slippery tongues teasing tonsils
Twisting in a bind to gather their droplets at the back of your daemons throat....

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One to the next is its mother
Each fiscal cliff breeds another
There's no golden goose
Oh brother, this chain noose
Causes all commerce to smother

Kick debt ceiling blues in the groin
With Ponzi whose scheme we should join
He's someone now dead
For the platinum head
Of a trillion buck magic act coin...

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             Across the fairy
                    oops
              I mean prairie
         I touched mine groin
               I mean loin
                    cloth 
            as I took a peek
             I mean peach
            over to Tarzan’s 
                     hut
   




um......

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erotic red!

colored
partially unclad
barely a reveal

a pole dancer
standing provocatively 

exposes the mold
dances the wall
on the lap of the paint 
peeled raw to the grain

she tugs at your groin
rattles your pallet
revs the engine of your pristine thoughts
shoves your brain into the ground

erotic read!...

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It’s hard to believe but true:
doctors do make mistakes;
but on the whole they’re few.
And yet it demonstrates
what we should all expect,
that doctors aren’t perfect.
As for your surgeon’s removal
of what he mistook as a double 
tumor growing in the area
of your groin, your falsetto 
whining sounds like a soprano
practicing a difficult aria....

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Mostly it all has been:
      
   Love is syrupy this; love is cute that;
   love is alluring that; love is rosy this.
                 But hardly anything that 

                 love is a living grain
                 it feels the scotching sun
      it can groin,
      it can complain
      love suffers pain.

                The neglected fact....

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There once was a boy
he was filled with great joy
He liked to play with toys
then he got hit in the groin

It hurt so bad
he cried to his dad
But he said shut up boy
i'm playing with my toy

He went to mom
then she was bombed
Then he died 
really bad on the inside 

He had a child
who was wild
It wanted to fly
and fell very high
then they all died

THE END...

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though the ring says 
you shouldn’t,
the hips say you 
should &
though lips say 
you wouldn’t, 
the thoughts say 
you could & 
though the eyes want to do it, 
the hands 
wanna be “good” & 
though society is 
watching,
the groin is sporting wood & 
though the panties 
are moistening,
the mind’s misunderstood &
though the heart is 
beating faster,
there’s torment just under the hood....

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When I dream tonight
it will be of you my love.
You will slip soundlessly
between my sheets
as I softly sleep.

You asked about my scent?
Now I present to you my neck.
The dip at my clavicle.
The tip of my breast.
Where you like it best.

Your mouth makes its
way to my navel.
The musk of my groin.
Something stirs in your loins.
I am wide awake.....

For heaven's sake....

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At an early age
I figured out who I was
With the passing age
Learned things about myself
That I never knew before

With each year moving
I noticed feelings inside
Both emotional
And physical I captured
Within my groin and my brain

My body grew up
I got more mass and more height
I became the man
I was supposed to become
I’m finally an adult

Russell Sivey

Entrant into frank herrera's "COMING OF AGE" contest

2/8/2018...

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Artists give birth, male of female;
we have this ever-churning womb;
embedded in the restless blood,
a gravid ghost in the gut and groin
that seeks to be born.

It is a pre-life more alive then its parent.
That blind infant pushes through all flesh
it howls, it shoves, it kicks
until something appears in this world
as a tangible child - an appendage,

as one more monstrously revealing angel
of our illegitimate selves....

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Her luring loin
And her customers’ seduced groin
Once again join
With a freshly released gold coin,
Even as she wasn’t his type
For being  a smoker of a pipe
To whom final quitting could never be ripe,
Until cancer took its paw swipe
And off her illusory joy wipe…

A nymphomaniac reaching out to ointments
Ahead of fixed appointments
For the enveloping of smell of cigarette
And show to valued customers that she could be considerate!...

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Have a hole in my sock
Sneaker is torn
A bump like Hernia
Next to my groin.

Corsage must pick
My son’s prom tonight
Stop by MacDonald’s
Grab me a bite.

Must watch out for myself
Front tooth is loose
If I chew too hard
It’ll be of no use.

Good thing still have hair
Although grows quite thin
If it starts to fall
Damn curly sin.

Done the days chores
Rest and sit down
Getting old for this circus
Should be a retired clown....

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she is alabaster and brine
she is a faster lairs line
unwind her spooled mind
memory a keepsake in hand conquers a trinket lost
eat mandrake to the root but what the cost
unspoiled her thoughts broil in her head
steam from every seam
salty her groin but she declines the offered coin
she will reap the bliss of your salty kiss
as you bite her short hair she will sing a country tune so fair
she is alabaster and brine
a master of wasted time...

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Nature calls from under bush.
Rain floods from the sky.
Wet grass soaks my feet.
Wind carry me as the cold
freezes me to the bone.
Branches scratch my limbs.
Thorns pearce my flesh.
Mountains bang against my
knees.
When i cry.
When i cry angels hear my
pain.
Foodless stomach, sleepless
eyes.
Womanless groin
Angels hear when i cry.
Dry thoart, dry tears, cracked
lips, crying spoiled baby
sounds.
Head on the ground
Angels hear when i cry....

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Many are pitying the guy,
Because one cannot new life buy:
Bingo had on his groin pounced 
And got him-Meanest Foe-trounced!
Vet had Needle and Syringe shown Dog
And what he got worse than struck log:
To Bingo’s Canines job to do
“And don’t first ask your Victim ‘Who’?”

Many are afraid Vet will die
And have begun to say “Mute Bye.”
A Miscalculating Vet - Fie!
For him I could only once sigh:
Had in Dog’s food dropped a long sleep
But too quick to The Sown to reap!...

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