Today's poems [11.5.09]

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               In Kansas there lived a young monk 
               Who often was in a blue funk, 
                    For his come always froze 
                    On the sisters' thick hose, 
               And they never would part with a chunk. 

There was an old man from Pinole 
               Who always got in the wrong hole, 
                    And when he withdrew, 
                    All covered with goo, 
               His temper was out of control. 

An orgasm can be oh so fine
A multiple one quite divine
But if you should moan
And it's not your own
You faked it you bullshitting swine.

                    In the soap opera heard in Gomorrah,
                            
                    The heroine wakes up in horror
                            To find that a prick
                            Nearly three inches thick
                            
                    Is halfway up her tune-in-tomorrow.
                            

ROBIN HOOD

You've heard the tale of Robin Hood,
and how he did poor people good.
But there's more to this story,
of Sherwood forests pride and glory.
At night when all the robbing was done,
the merry men would have their fun.
In fact it would be fair to say,
the merry men were quite GAY.
As little John starts to unwind,
Robin takes it from behind,
and as they frolic in the grass,
Robin takes it up the arse. 
One day when they were all at play,
a cute maiden came their way.
She walked up to Friar Tuck and asked 
if he would like a FUCK.
Little John couldn't believe his ears,
she 's offering sex to al us queers.
As he recovers from the shock,
Robin presents her with his cock.
For Marian this was sheer bliss,
as he fullfilled her every wish.
When all was done she gave a whine.
Thanks boys for a lovely time.
But for this pleasure,
you must pay.
I've got pox have anice day.
Listen here said Friar Tuck,
we don't even give a fuck.
the jokes on you, you silly cow.
We've got AID's whose fucked now? 

Sent by Gina

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