Short Pubic Poems

I was a double yoke baby
one X and two Ys
Obvious from birth 
From the hair on my pubic 
To the size of my girth...

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There never were cookies in prayers
And facebook was caught unawares
Zuckerberg cried,
"Suppose they lied!
Let's prophet from Pubic Affairs!"...

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ENCAUTISTA rivera ensor Johns
 thermeable
molten
 resin
  made malleable
burnished
melting
 in
  luminous
freeflowing
dimensions
 in
  pubic patterns...

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Oh, how I remember that day at my school 
I went to the bathroom and pulled out my tool 
Then I noticed down there 
Saw- (peach-fuzz)- pubic hair 
I felt really big, really proud, really cool...

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Found my first grey pubic hair, got so excited
But others on the elevator were quite divided
One said that's life
Another gave this advice
Hair will still grow even when on autopilot...

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Got excited to find a grey pubic hair today
But not as excited as others in the elevator, I'd say
Some screamed in horror
Others fell on the floor
Guess I should have chosen another way...

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Feeling somewhat icky trying to keep my peace
Annoying, stinky farts never do you cease
Rude and vulgar every time I’m near
Talking and farting in my ear
I know it’s all on purpose just to eerk my nerve
Never farting in pubic or around the kids, you serve 
Gross farts to start a fight, cut it out!...

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What a doll you've been in this crisis!
                                  I have broken my  pubic symphysis
                                    You've propped me with a ladder
                                     You've applied on ass an adder
                                   And brought me a pesky paralysis...

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Beach Boys

Male, wise virgin sly.
within their pubic-awkward
brawn, they testify
to ultimate wry-caricatured
innocence of flesh.

The body? Yes. But strutting chaste
and mirror brave--enough 
for mirror bluff.
None dares to risk
(or daring, could but hate)

A dim-lit face-to-face
With female, wantflesh Odalisque....

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Aqua concrete,
With skinned knees, 
And that Alderman
Fat and 
Inconspicuus, 
Until mother 
Filmed him. 

The water slide, 
Slick and Fun, 
but not after
I sprouted
Pubic hair. 

And then, 
in winter, the
frozen air
Tempted me
To fornicate
In that very 
same place. 

I pray for 
An earthquake, 
To shatter and
Dismantle this
Deception...

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You know that they are many
And you’re asking ‘if any?’
Those who could kill for Penny
For it search Nook and Cranny

You know that they are heady
And for lynching The Ready, 
For every touched property
And The Thief of Puberty
And just there - Pubic Hair
Making The Theft Quite Unfair …

A Poverty of Ideas
By Man who Poverty fears!...

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Sideways squint,
Paintbrush aloof,
Mind uncaught,
Not too much pot.

Paintbrush of own hair, pubic or not,
Blank book of no worth,
#Finger middle used for f~~~~~~~ c###s,
Outward journey,
~Not too much imagination.

Finally name the barstards,
You don't get paid,
People take a holiday from reality,
And you suffer insanity,
Only raise an arm in crucifix,
They take feathers from broken wing....

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Darkness is removed by the light of his skull
There becomes dawn on the ground
But what a terrible deception 
In the treaty of stupid interests
Deep in the water, on the ground, in the sky- 
Darkness of the pubic hair
Swallows the golden stream of the sun 
Snarling of time is added.
Still- 
To light a lamp rubbing some darkness 
The strong desire for awakens
In the simple skull of the dissociated Sirius....

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THEY ALL PRAISE HER

Mother we love you
And we know Dad does too
By the way he praises God and 
How he treats you
I'm your child so to live longer
I will try to more obey and honor you
And they say the children rise up
As they praise their mother
She is blessed by her husband
Adorn by the pubic
Altogether they all praise her




9/6/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
inspired by ~Proverbs 31:28...

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Writing on my sleeves,
I visualize an invisible coupling
of grassroots with starless sky,
when I walk on the wailing earth.

Hails big as sparrow eggs
smash the bougainvillea blossoms.
The wrestling clouds
begin a storm.

Witchcraft of the moon begins.
The pubic curve of a rock
holds a centipede
wriggling, gnawing.

A spider climbs the weatherbeaten
cheekbone
and indulges in navel-gazing.						


SATISH VERMA...

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Nudes were outlandish and unique in Goya’s time
A harlot asked to paint her nude with pubic hair
On criticism, he refused to paint without clothes sublime
Instead painted another one with fair clothes 
Clothes make the man, especially woman with care. 

                      +++++++
August 7, 2014
Dr.Ram Mehta
Ninth Place win
Form: Ekphrasis

**Inspired by the two paintings - the nude woman and clothed woman
of Francisco Goya**....

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Not like my Daddy I think
As he is perfect
Superhuman
With super powers

Mom puts him down and laughs
Trying to make him mortal or worse
This always irritates me
He is my hero

Other men have wives who revere them
Or at least pretend to adore and respect them in pubic
Not like my dad

Luckily, my daddy was a saint
And always said wonderful things about my mother
No matter how sarcastic she was,
Because he was a hero with super powers...

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we couldn't
find where the
striking lightning

had hit
since it
finds the

height of 
the highest
being best and

you and i see
eye to eye
no higher

then the
other
kite

asking if we
can decide
the survival

of love
by rubbing
rapidly the

two of us
to try to
create

a spark
an ember
from one of

each
of our
members

i have wood
you pubic
tinder

surely together
in a primitive
position we

can 
ignite
burning 

down
the 
house...

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