locker room ass bomb
someone let one rip away
bad gym etiquette
by Drophammer
Watch punctuation!
Commas and semicolon
colostomy bag.
by ap
Watch punctuation!
Commas and semicolon
colostomy bag.
by Anonymous Poet
Flowered poetry.
Smiley faced bad haiku.
No long words allowed.
by ap
foot and mouth burns bright
moo cow festers twilight
bugger king hazey
by simeon pistachio-muckspread of Stafford,UK
Are those tennis balls?
No, they are my testicles
Is that your racket?
by Undada Yomm
Anal Chuggling
rectum vibrating from such
gross acts of taboo
by Maruku of everywhere
Profound bad haiku
Made to test my inetellect.
Shit sonnets now rule.
by ap
quality down, ash?
oo, like you noticed just now!
toast Miss E and friend.
by boo
re-puke-lickin's led
the way of poo, you all fall-
lowed suit - oh, so cute!
by unconceding of white Outhouse
problem not the plane
in China, it's the bull in
stolen elections
we saw the lies that
said little boys choose first boy
of the dead kingdom
and we said we must
be blind to that, we must be
proud of shit always
by unconceding of white Outhouse
centerfuge spinning
Harry hangs on for dear life
bowels trailing aft
by Drophammer
do not doubt. i lurk.
ever watchful eyes probing.
when moved, i will write
by praying mantis
inviting wetness
ripe oasis of love
i'm falling in deep
by ash
twice upon a time
that same thing happens again
history repeats
by ash
promote my privates
after they become major -
generalia ?
by ash
where is this heading ?
quality is going down
like contributors
by ash
Mellie, a dead dog?
Been there, suffered thru the pain.
So sorry, really.
by Windsong
gaping hole ready.
Trafalgar's black plastic shroud.
gone to dog heaven.
by mellie
Let's clear the air here.
three days twenty-four air men,
closure critical
by mellie
Chilly in China.
I spy with my lettle eye
something beginning
by mellie
assholes exit here
get out of my fucking face
thats what time it is
by JeRm
I see Mr. T
On Missouri Title Loan
Commercial. Poor fool.
by Betty LeBomb
po eats the pretzels
but they make him feel thirsty
Ying tong iddle I...
by The Angry Magpie of Ostreelya
Miss Everything's Nude Plunge
c 4699 by the author
by Anonymous Poet
here it is the EPIC
"Miss E's Nude Plunge" from haikus
#8530 - #8510 (excluding #8514)
by Miss E & Raul of wild on earth
Miss Everything's Nude Plunge
the latest thrill in
the skies, it's a logical
distension to fuck
to sky-dive naked
in tandem: from mile-high to
fall in luf/fuc-ked
by Miss Everything of in the blue sky
meet my buff lover,
Raul, and my friends in the
club: help us prepare
by Miss Everything of in the blue sky
fem oriented
strip me, and frigging freshen
my wet slit in prep
feel my beautiful
breasts, complimentary felt
by on-lickers, yeah!
by Miss Everything of in the blue sky
male preferences
strip him, and in succor raise
and harden his joint
curious fondling,
tickling hard-nut scrotum
and exciting meat
by Miss Everything of in the blue sky
the pretty succor
who firms my resolve needs must
help counter fear
for the chuteless plunge
out of the plane is enough
to shrink endurance
by Raul of in the blue sky
and the sweet face that
sucks on my pussy, makes me
ready to envelope,
my lover's penis.
he comes in from behind - then
we dive out the plane
by Miss Everything of in the blue sky
he clings while I spread
out to the wind, the updraft -
that suspends the soul...
high in the blue rush
he grips my hung breasts as we
are flung like a thrust
by Miss Everything of in the blue sky
furiously fucking
to forget fright, to reach height
of orgone in flight
angels... I carus...
knew not such delight, the might
to not fall out tight
by Raul of in the blue sky
though I come, I can't
churn or curl; I must maintain
position and cunt
to keep him inside
and delay our discent so
his ticker to ride...
can come in me like
lightening and spurt out of me
like sleet, white hot snow
by Miss Everything of in the blue sky
swooping preditor
in thunderpussy galore
such fuck I adore
by Miss Everything of in the blue sky
gripping her breasts as
they billow with breath, kicking
our legs in a fuck
oops, I fell out, her
slit starts to whistle and I
grow too limp to plug
we'll have to try it
some other time, if we can
survive this plunge now
by Raul of in the blue sky
but I want him to
come, we're still falling some
so I turn around
I tell him to stretch
into buffered fall and cling to
his undercarriage
I wiggle around
into sixty-nine so I
can suck off his cock
by Miss Everything of in the blue sky
I don't think it will
work, but her slit spreads before
me, I suck her clit
she mouths my penis
mastecates, masterbates me
the meat hardens up
egoless orgasm
comes from my prick: I barely
feel, she REALLY does
by Raul of in the blue sky
I've worked it before
on the ground, on a couch so
I know what to do
I continue to
fellate til the fellow won't
wait, comes in my face
by Miss Everything of in the sky blue
the kick of his hips
the churn of his nuts, the swell
of his hose, the cum
the effervescent
sperm swims on my tongue, I take
it back to my throat
by Miss Everything of in the sky blue
I pump him with nod
I cling to his bod, in the
sky, I suck him dry
I came in the fuck
I brought him off in the suck
now, live-to-tell luck
by Miss Everything of in the sky blue
Hmmm.. the china thing
bush-"troubled" does this mean war?
or a bowel movement?
by pigdog
Miss E! not much time
we must spin round for the pond
hands in and aside
like furless flying
squirrels, cum drops still blowing
off in the drop wind
by Raul of in the sky blue
we bank and direct
to the pool of soft water
where - like cliff divers
our hurtling wobble
will steady our timing to
perfect a prefect...
by Raul of in the blue sky
swan dive in the splash
washing our love worn bodies
of sin and danger
by Miss Everything of from high blue to deep blue
lovers and fuckers
we bob in the water, oh!
alive as the sun
alive as the sun
in the sky, as birds that fly.
Way to live! or die...
by Miss E & Raul of on earth again
I ate a salad.
My colon cried out, "Hooray!
Green vegetation!"
(Hey, I didn't say "shit".)
by Windsong
ash, come out and play
don't be afraid of the dung
beetles have armor
and i have a bug
my yellow vw
will cruise through shitsville
(lord i'm tired of the ass/shit jokes)
by sheena
a christian witch I
think I am or this confused
seeker of times and old
obcessions mixed with
empathy, rage, sadness, joy
always faith, and loss
by Moxie of Mellie, themadtaer@hotmail.com
