Afterwards

Poet, distracted Procrastinates, lost focus Oh look a squirrel

Flirting, aroused, asks Have you any protection? Grins, flashes knife blade

A horny lass, lets call her Glenda Bought a black dildo, huge double ender Dubbed it “Sweet chocolate thunder” Nearly tore her asunder Was a small girl, petite and quite slender

Once a vet with unhygienic habits Fondled gerbils and squirrels and rabbits She got pink eye, and worse Traumatised a poor nurse As her bottom it writhed with fat maggots

A quite lovely temptress from Dover loved to frolic and roll in the clover She would lie in the dew with a fellow or two caught a chill, went without a pullover

Love it or hate it, it is here to stay. So, you may have noticed a spike in your site hits since back end of last year, often from Singspore. That is ai linked as they need feeding. they’ve voracious consumers of information, and WordPress is getting scraped relentlessly, and its hardly surprising given how much of the Internet it hosts. Anyway, that got me to thinking, given its been reading…

He wrote love letters of deep conviction Woven eloquent words of sweet fiction How the ladies would quiver At the words he’d deliver Quite aroused by his glorious diction

The old clock in the hall struck seven as George sat down at his writing table as he did every night. He opened the drawer and took out the pen she had given him on their 25th anniversary, then carefully took a sheet of the finest paper from a sheath and placed it on the desk in front of him. He rolled the pen between his fingers and smiled as he read the inscription: “My heart remains yours…

A geologist thrilled by erosion ox bow lakes, sedimentary corrosion quite turned on by ablation or a wet river basin limestone layers cause trouser explosion

Theres this chap I know with diabetes Still insists on his cakes and his sweeties With delight he’ll devour Chocolate bars every hour Gangerene struck, now no toes on his feeties

A fellow with loneliness issues    Bought vaseline and a large box of tissues    Then Indulging in porn With a footlong cob of corn    Eyes watered as he lubed it to misuse                                      

A lad met a lass and he woo’d    In sweet old fashion style he pursued    Something less of a thriller    She was a serial killer And a cannibal, killed him for food                                      

Bedroom adventures Exit becomes an entrance Wrist watch gone missing

She says nothings wrong   Tells himself problems are solved   Rookie husband woes