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I got your **** right here darlin’ My jaw is the hardest workin’ part of my body And it never ceases to ***** chomp Like premature bear trap I mean lover, I’ll sing you songs under the covers while you sleep And wake you up While standing over you lookin’ possessed like a bad horror film The light from outside blinds you and blacks out my front And maybe you won’t ever talk to me again Been known to do that Scare people off With everything I do This aint neediness love, I just get so excited when you talk to me Like a kid ready to run his mouth about his day Me? I’ll ***** talk your head off And dance naked in the daylight before I leave Make you coffee and eggs in the morning because I can never sleep Two eggs over easy, a sausage, and some hash browns I call it my *********** continental Please laugh for me one more time before I go Thought there’d be more humor in my breakfast That’s when you tell me that you can never be with somebody who can never take life seriously Woman, I’ll take you so seriously Like the clap and the ***** we might’a traded I don’t put people on pedestals because I like things I can actually reach Actually hold at night while they fall asleep Let’s make a baby Name him Norman You know I am serious About the name not the baby I’m not a father figure even though my figure aint good for much Got it in sad clown college It’s the one people go to when they want to make people laugh Not because they want people to be happy But because it’s the only way to get anyone to like them Just when you tell your friends later About that one time that I was your lover Remember I never wanted to be anywhere close to the best you had I only wanted to be your favorite The guy who can make you laugh and moan at the same time And pluck your heartstring like a frustrated lullaby The only guy who can actually make your breakfast ***** And then write you poetry
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Jul 30, 2011
Jul 30, 2011 at 11:51 AM UTC
Let's Get *****
I got your **** right here darlin’ My jaw is the hardest workin’ part of my body And it never ceases to ***** chomp Like premature bear trap I mean lover, I’ll sing you songs under the covers while you sleep And wake you up While standing over you lookin’ possessed like a bad horror film The light from outside blinds you and blacks out my front And maybe you won’t ever talk to me again Been known to do that Scare people off With everything I do This aint neediness love, I just get so excited when you talk to me Like a kid ready to run his mouth about his day Me? I’ll ***** talk your head off And dance naked in the daylight before I leave Make you coffee and eggs in the morning because I can never sleep Two eggs over easy, a sausage, and some hash browns I call it my *********** continental Please laugh for me one more time before I go Thought there’d be more humor in my breakfast That’s when you tell me that you can never be with somebody who can never take life seriously Woman, I’ll take you so seriously Like the clap and the ***** we might’a traded I don’t put people on pedestals because I like things I can actually reach Actually hold at night while they fall asleep Let’s make a baby Name him Norman You know I am serious About the name not the baby I’m not a father figure even though my figure aint good for much Got it in sad clown college It’s the one people go to when they want to make people laugh Not because they want people to be happy But because it’s the only way to get anyone to like them Just when you tell your friends later About that one time that I was your lover Remember I never wanted to be anywhere close to the best you had I only wanted to be your favorite The guy who can make you laugh and moan at the same time And pluck your heartstring like a frustrated lullaby The only guy who can actually make your breakfast ***** And then write you poetry
jon-tobias
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Jul 30, 2011
Jul 30, 2011 at 11:51 AM UTC
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