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The Sailor
an old man upstairs has fits of coughing
women make his bed creak fit to bust
he's some sort of evangelical preacher
an expert on the perils of human lust
bones in bright sunshine or pouring rain
pressed down by limbs that rarely speak
contorted versions of my wide-open legs
I could make his bed wake up and creak
do my vows still apply after these years?
did I ...
Tuesday 22nd June 2021 10:08 am
Please Miss
chalk dust on her hands
game chants in her ears
thirty heads a-bobbing
eagerly innocent dears
think she's like them, no
thoughts but right now,
her minds miles away:
why am I a silly cow?
daily strives to impress
ambitious hectic whirr
one bloke after another
none were right for her
as usual on auto-pilot
teaching maths by rote
kids get on h...
Thursday 20th May 2021 10:31 am
Old As Love II
you have to watch it in here
old blokes get up to all sorts
seem to lose inhibitions and
indulge in odd water sports
dicks emerge like clockwork
just like they're past caring
pyjamas are a good excuse
for opening up and sharing
doesn't shock me anymore
hang there minute and limp
yet one or two can still do it
Patrick's a potent old pimp
its massiv...
Tuesday 18th May 2021 10:23 am
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