Wife ass full of fat.
Husband ass farts and beer gas.
Roll over and sleep.
by Anonymous Poet
Asking for a friend.
He's my Robt Pal, Marvin.
He has a clean head.
by 101010
Question: have any
of you ever jacked off to
poetry on here?
by df
We don't all want it.
I think it is safe to say
only half want it.
by df
You don't know what the word means. Cunnilingus. It rolls off the tongue and I just can't stop myself from going to the top of the world and yelling Cunnilingus!
Take a look around and see what the big deal is! We all want it and we want it now. I can round up my girls and we will storm the town square and demand Cunnilingus! Do not deny us our rightful enjoyment of Cunnilingus. You have been warned. You must set a good example for all the husbands.
by Anonymous Poet
Wife head full of love
Husband head poems and math
Easy solution
by Hurry Takeoffyourpants
Oh, Christ, wife is here
posting about wanting head.
I am not surprised.
Why can't God kill me?!
Oh, that's right, he's a sick fuck.
Life keeps getting worse.
by df
Exterminators
We don't kill bugs with poison
We choke them to death
by Hands On of More fun this way
Astronomical
It costs an arm and a leg
Then you walk funny
by Anonymous Poet
Bliss bliss bliss bliss bliss
Bliss bliss bliss bliss bliss bliss bliss
Bliss bliss bliss bliss bliss
by Blissed of Out
Go stand outside
Yell at the top of your lungs
God, I love my wife!
by Matt Trimony
Some cunnilingus
Open communication
Don't say it stinks though
by Free advice
Secret to marriage
Years of harmonious bliss
Guaranteed to work
by Tongue tied of Cunnilingus
On the chopping block
Your choice. Which one will it be?
Your head or penis?
by Freedom of choice
God bless the poets
Haiku wordsmiths on duty
Every single day
by Keep it up
Where is my pencil
It literally is gone
I am confusion
by Anonymous Poet
Polynomials
Seriously what the fuck
I wanna end me
by Anonymous Poet
So I told my wife
each morning when I wake up
I wish I was dead.
She said "wow, me too!"
I asked her, "Really? Why would
you wish you were dead?"
She replied, "No, no!
I mean to say I also
wish that you were dead."
by df
Ah, yes, the South Park
"Red Rocket!" syndrome if you
like milking the dog.
by Anonymous Poet
Janitorial
What have your hands been in, dear?
High maintenance spouse
by Marital duties of Broom closet
Bills bills bills bills bills
Bills bills bills bills bills bills bills
Bills bills bills bills bills
by Bill
if I had a dink
I would wash it in the sink
So it wouldn't stink
by How's your dink?
You like dog organs.
Good for you, you free-thinker.
You are a pink boy.
by J.R. Bob Dobbs of Connie's Matrix
Let's talk dog ding dongs
I like to see hot pink ones
They brighten the day
by optimistic
Joe Rogan podcast
with InfoWars' Alex Jones:
Kaffeklatsch on speed.
by Chimera Hybrids of Human Harvesting by Extraterrestrial Elves
The rotten bastards
Fixing my rude hut hovel
Fool demons from hell..
These fookers can't
Do any GD thing right
And want my money
by Wong Lofan of Kalifornia
Soul Harvest Project
These people do not exist
Soul husk replacements
by Scaredykitten of Pnw
An abomination
Fritos scoop size chips
Regular size, please
by Tuna fish sandwich of Fritos and orange juice
Techno-nerd prophets
Kraftwerk saw the future world
from the 70s
by Operator of My Pocket Kalkulator
And if we stay here
We won't know what would happen
If we didn't stay
by Anonymous Poet
New York tumbleweed
Cigarette butts, syringe, rat
Folded pizza slice
by Guido of Alley
Turned on by clunking
Hot assembly line gang bang
Kraftwerk on full blast
by I. Robot
When a bass fish poops,
would you call that a bass turd?
Ask a fisherman.
He'll hate you always.
Remembering you as that
damn bass turd bastard.
by Anonymous Poet
Of course they jerk off.
But then what's their fantasy
while masturbating?
Robot dinosaurs?
Nuclear missile launch codes?
Drones killing humans?
by df
Recycled children.
My favorite Spam flavor.
Recycled spouse too.
Time for me to leave.
I'll be that bastard husband
that all women hate.
by df
No questions are dumb
Ok, here goes then.. I'll ask..
Do robots jerk off?
by Anonymous Poet
seventeen feet tall
Don't ever answer your door
If the robot knocks
by Hide Inside
Barbershop quartet
Each one jerks off the other
Ticket sales are up
by Front row of Under tarp
Lifting a leg up
Urinating on all of it
Higher, Higher still!
by Dog Goals
Always push yourself
Not off the edge of a cliff
Let me push you then
by Pushovers
Ran out of room spray
STOOD IN MIDDLE OF THE ROOM
Made my own FartBreeze
by Fresh of Room
Today's the big day
Asking the boss for a raise
For my poetry
by Greedy
Getting to know me
It really takes a lifetime
I hardly know me
by Ya know?
I'm not gonna lie
Celebrating thirty years
Going commando
by Underwear?
No junk in my trunk
At least I don't think there is
Use it or lose it
by Lost it
You can't figure out
what plumbing God gave to you?
Well, let's have a look . . .
by You're Either Boy or Girl, but of course that is just too LIMITING for some of you rare creatures
I can't be bothered
Referring to you as "They"
I'll call you asshole
by Call me, maybe of Crazy
Manipulation
Our devices read our thoughts
Mould our behaviour
by Machines our Mothers of Seventeen Foot Tall Robots
Unpopular guest
Invite me over just once
I'll break your couch springs
by Sofa King unpopular of Home
Yesterday again
But they're calling it today
Coming soon: Tomorrow
by Not Iona Calendar of Here again
