Today's poems [4.16.17]
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A company of Grenadier Guards
While traversing the park, formed in squads,
Saw two naked statues
At three-quarter pratt views,
Which perceptibly stiffened their rods.
A young girl who was no good at tennis
But at swimming was really a menace
Took pains to explain,
"It depends how to train;
I was a streetwalker in Venice."
There once was a man of Sag Harbor
Who used to go with a fag barber.
He gave some auditions
In many positions,
And now he plays flute with Jan Garber.
He laid her on the table
So white clean and bare.
His forehead wet with beads of sweat
He rubbed her here and there.
He touched her neck and then her breast
And then drooling felt her thigh.
The slit was wet and all was set,
He gave a joyous cry.
The hole was wide... he looked inside
All was dark and murky.
He rubbed his hands and stretched his arms...
And then he stuffed the turkey.
A pansy who lived in Khartoum
Took a lesbian up to his room,
And they argued all night
Over who had the right
To do what, and with which, and to whom.
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