Short Masseur Poems

Las Vegas renown Belle E. Danser
Is deathly afraid of breast cancer
She heard a masseur
Developed a cure
Best of all, the man's a free lancer!...

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Didn’t you ever question your lady’s masseur,
And wonder if his intentions were pure?
His hands are so strong,
The curtains are drawn!
And he’s touching her every little contour....

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Lane
We will send you a cream,
a cream for massage use
The cream comes with a male 
He is a trained masseur
and is equipped with a big tool
He will use this on you
after massaging you
Prepared to be satisfied
In every single way...

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As Mrs Clause poked at her Chicken Chasseur
How could such an opportunity pass her?
With the Reindeers on strike
Santa slow on his bike
Missed her appointment with her hunky Masseur

17/12/22

A Funny Santa Limerick Poetry Contest

Sponsor: Tania Kitchin...

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miss Leyla has a body 
that launches ships 
and carves through 
mirrored glaciers,
deep tanned to front
and rear,
I wish I was her masseur

and while I watch her 
clothes fall off,
to desk and chair, 
then to the carpet's 
ocean floor, I quickly
turn away,
she's
moved me; 

I wish she was close 
and not three desks
away: 

and slowly... oh so very 
very slowly, 
I help her dress,
and begins the day....

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