Short Oversexed Poems

when you have been texted
more or less may have been vexed
being oversexed...

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There once was an oversexed hedgehog
Who had eyes for an exuberant frog ~
   They had themselves a good yuk
   But then got stuck, just their luck ~
Green porcupine baby's home’s in a bog...

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So now everyone's waiting for my sillies
Though at times I'd like write about lilies
Have a sensitive heart
On a love I'd embark
Instead of writing about oversexed pygmies...

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A silly old duffer I have always been
Just an older version of a silly youman bean
Never miss my cereal
Watched nature material
Nature's intrigued me since an oversexed teen...

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Sometimes wonder if it's all worthwhile
Then your encouraging words cause me to smile
Like a goofy old geezer
An old geezer squeezer
Grinning like an oversexed eighty-toothed crocodile...

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Sometimes wonder if it's all worthwhile
Then your encouraging words cause me to smile
Like a goofy old geezer
An old geezer squeezer
Grinning like an oversexed eighty-toothed crocodile...

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So now everyone's waiting for my sillies
Though at times I'd like write about lilies
Have a sensitive heart
On a love theme I'd embark
Instead of writing about oversexed pygmies...

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A silly old duffer I have always been
Just an older version of a silly youman bean
Never miss my cereal
Watched nature material
Nature's intrigued me since being an oversexed teen...

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Holy Crappola, I'm still on a roll
After eighty-one years, still a naughty old troll
Still love the ladies
Drool over them daily
Seems I'm an oversexed grandpa who's out of control...

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Sometimes wonder if it's all worthwhile
Then your encouraging words cause me to smile
Like a goofy old geezer
An old geezer squeezer
Grinning like an oversexed eighty-toothed crocodile...

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Sometimes wonder if it's all worthwhile
Then your encouraging words cause me to smile
Like a goofy old geezer
An old geezer squeezer
Grinning like an oversexed eighty-toothed crocodile...

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Sometimes wonder if it's all worthwhile
Then your encouraging words cause me to smile
Like a goofy old geezer
An old geezer squeezer
Grinning like an oversexed eighty-toothed crocodile...

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Sometimes wonder if it's all worthwhile
Then your encouraging words cause me to smile
Like a goofy old geezer
An old geezer squeezer
Grinning like an oversexed eighty-toothed crocodile...

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As well as my charm and amazing good looks
You'd think I had tentacles like an oversexed octopus
My looks tend to make
Young girlies double take
And fight for a piece of this silly old schnook...

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So now everyone's waiting for my sillies
Though at times I'd like write about lillies
Have a sensitive heart
On a love theme I'd embark
Instead of writing about oversexed pygmies


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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Symbolic Hearts

After falling in love with a tart
He said: ”I’ll send her a symbolic heart”
His friends quite perplexed
Cried: “you’re oversexed”
Don’t do it who knows what you’ll start.

John G. Lawless
©1/24/2023...

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As well as my charm and amazing good looks
You'd think I had tentacles like an oversexed octopus
My looks tend to make
Young girlies double take
And fight for a piece of this silly old schnook


© Jack Ellison 2015


Dreaming?...

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Why is it that 'All's fair in love or war?'
Because war is hell and love's a whore?
Well, there are rules in hell
Just ask the devil
And a whore's heart's made of gold
She's on the level
  So 'All's Fair' may be just a pretext
  ~ For a combatant who's oversexed...

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I really like school
  In Chicago, it's cool

Boot the computer
  Log into Zoom
Then do whatever
  I want in my room

No shoes on my feet
  as I think up a tweet
If I'm oversexed
  I fire off racy texts

Yes, Ma'am, homework's done
  It really was fun ~
Every answer's online
  It's easy to shine
  
Time for lunch break
  A couple hours I'll take
To hijack two cars
  And then hit the bars

I really like school
  In Chicago it's cool...

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(World War II)

"Bloody Yanks," he said.
"Crawling in like cockroaches,   
                       gobbling up our women."
His words hung heavy 
                       in the thick smoke.

"Aye," said the bartender.
"Overpaid, overfed, oversexed."

"And over here!" the old man growled.

The young couple danced snug,
barely noticing 
as he slammed his glass down 
                       on the counter,
slid off his stool, 
and stomped out the door....

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He was no longer angry 
writing his own epitaph.
Fighting a singular brute
without repeating himself.

Midnight. Untouchable moon
drops the ear-ring.
A mottled face worships
a ladder expressionlessly.

A monk walks past an
oversexed monkey.
A hidden agenda in end,
shows a dirty hand.


You know, I do not want
to tame an exploding –
navel. Transfixed I throw
the bottle in a sea.

One more parakeet dies
in my hands. How do I catch
a flying saucer in the
alien body. ?



Satish Verma...

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