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Poeta de Cabra Jul 2014
Freddy Krueger once held a poker night
He invited Count Dracula to add some bite
Many others were invited too, told not to be late
Eight o'clock prompt or he'd decide their fate

Game was probably rigged, Freddy had his own pack
Taking care of the drinks was Egor with his hunchback
No need for any money, instead they used body parts
Fingers and toes worth less, and the most were hearts

Even a couple of lepers came to try their luck
Every hand they were dealt just seemed to ****
Couldn't get any decent cards and Freddy started to scoff
One threw his hand in and the other laughed his head off

Devil himself even turned up to check on the fun
Not a good card player, and soon he was done
Gremlins, ghouls and ghosts left in despair
Best they could muster was a miserable pair

Damien lasted a little longer, but he also did break
Slammed the door shut as he went back to the lake
It seemed only the Count and Freddy were ahead
The rest were all broke, including the Living Dead

Count said "Hurry up and bet Freddy, you are no card shark"
Freddy replied "Doubt if I can win but I'll take a stab in the dark"
They both turned over their cards and Freddy started to cry
Dracula had won, and he had ****** Freddy Krueger dry
Poeta de Cabra Jul 2014
Darling, you are so hot you make me melt
Love your fragrance, liked the way you smelt
Have got me dripping, you are so very thick
Certainly do admire the length of your wick

We are both sweating, dripping wax, and a lot
Want to hug and kiss you but your'e far too hot
Last night our flames only flickered then went out
But as tonight goes on the flames have more clout

Before I met you I lived in a monastery with a nun
Was a boring life sweetheart and definitely no fun
Used to spread her legs and slip me up her spout
Yell and scream, near drown me then fling me out

Was sold at a garage sale, covered in dust and hair
So glad to get away from the nun and get some air
Soon met up with you and I'm now a lot happier by far
Have a new home here with you in a lovely candelabra

As the soft breezes blow we look at each other and snicker
You bring heat into my body and the flame starts to flicker
The hotter we get then the juices really start to flow
Melting away down our stems, amalgamating below

Our new owners are jealous, every morning without doubt
They come in with a smile and blow our loving flames out
We spend the next hours cold and waiting for days end
At night we'll be lit up once more and start loving again

Sure you love me too from the messages you send
I will love you forever dear or at least till my wick's end
My wax is so shiny these days I guess you are knowing
Youv'e really lit me up and you can see how I'm glowing
Poeta de Cabra Jul 2014
Darling, while we kiss and our tongues entwined
Can't believe the thoughts going through my mind
As you seductively move yours around in my mouth
Start to yearn for you and your tongue to journey south

I realize that this whole night will be sheer and utter bliss
Sweetheart your'e making me so hot with this french kiss
Tingles through my body and my brain seems to be afloat
Your lips and tongue venture past my ear, down my throat

Goose pimples form as I slowly become a nervous wreck
Suppose you can ******* sweat  running down my neck
Slowly you unbutton my blouse and toss aside my bra
There is no stopping you now darling you've gone to far

You **** one ****** then the other, I'm now in a trance
Hardly even notice as you slipped off my moistened pants
You slowly kiss my tummy working down to my ***** hair
Gently you part my legs, is near more now than I can bare

Then, before I know it you have my pink lips opened wide
You kiss my **** and slip a well trained tongue deep inside
With that fantastic mouth of yours you kiss, lick and ****
I loose control, have a great ****** and now want a ****
Poeta de Cabra Jul 2014
Was so *****
Little Miss Muffit
Got her *******
and did stuff it

Right up her
delicious wet ****
Didn't see
cobwebs and stuff

On the *** end
was a big spider
****** got stuck
deep inside her

Men get bitten
and start yelling
She just  laughs,
enjoys the swelling
Poeta de Cabra Jul 2014
Alzheimer's seems to be setting in
Can hardly remember a simple thing
Have I had breakfast or been to the loo yet?
God only knows, these simple things I forget

Young one's come and knock on my door
Say they are related, never met them before
Woman in my bedroom claims that she's my wife
Swear I've never seen her before in my whole life

Not all completely bad though, I must say
Get to meet new friends each and every day
Can be awful forgetting what you've just done
But then times like Easter can be so much fun

Wife tells me we've been married a decade or two
I just smile and say "I can't remember loving you"
Now I'm sat at the table, my glasses I am chewing
With a pen and paper but no idea what I am doing

Saw the doctor last May or perhaps it was September
Said "take two pills every day, may help you to remember"
Every morning when I wake up I search near and far
How can I take a pill when I 've no idea where they are?
Poeta de Cabra Jul 2014
I was once a singer, a famous rock star
Every one loved me, I was so very popular
Sang with the best, up there on the stage
**** Jagger, The Beatles and even Jimmie Page
  I sang in all the big cities, all over the world
  I was so happy, being such a star, a popular girl
  Making so much money, but I was running amuck
  Forgot my friends and family, I didn't give a ****
No one else mattered, I was the important one
Forgot about my husband, and my dear little son
The things that really mattered, I'd lost all sight
There were lots of groupies, and parties every night
  Lots of *****, men, and the drugs, were never short
  If I ever felt bad, some powder I would snort
  No one ever told me, that I was doing myself harm
  By injecting all that ****, into the veins of my arm
I'd awake some mornings, feeling a ****** mess
But after some drugs, I became again, a Goddess
Everybody loved me, I was their favourite daughter
I thought the same, thought, I could walk on water
  One morning I awoke, all shattered and broke
  No alchohol to drink, and no grass for a smoke
  All my friends deserted me, left me for dead
  Said that I was definately, ****** in the head
It was all over, my life of ***, drugs and fun
My husband had long gone, and took with him my son
I had bought it all on myself, of that, there's no doubt
Spent a week in hell, just crying  and drying out
    I had lost everything, my good looks and my wealth
    And I was skin and bone, not a picture of good health
    Broken down I was, all drug ****** and spent
    Dragged myself outside, to the hospital I went
For weeks I was there, in bed on a drip
The truth and reality, I wanted to grip
Slowly I came good, to God I needed to talk
Then two weeks later, I could finally walk
    I'm living in a rehab center, at this very time
    Please don't worry about me, I'll be just fine
    I'm now a faded angel, don't deserve a lot of glory
    Just hoping that someone, learns from my sad story
Poeta de Cabra Jul 2014
Her hairy old **** was full of scabs and cheese
Didn't stop me from going down on my knees
I spread her lips and brushed away a fly
Then slipped my tongue so deep inside
My God, she was a real filthy old *****
Her ****** did smell, oh what a stench
Never had I been down on something so foul
But I'm a sick *****, I went for the growl
The ***** hair was full of *** and ****
Had the ***** ***** wiped her **** on it?
There were even traces of menstrual blood
Does she *** normally or does she flood?
I was ******* her ****, didn't want to hurt her
How was I to know that she was a squirter
She shot *** and **** all over the ceiling
Oh what a sight, oh what a feeling
Then I filled her hole with my scabby old ****
Yes my pecker was covered with warts and pox
Maybe you think we are two filthy, ***** freaks
But she loves my *****, banging on her **** cheeks
When we had finished, a sight I'd never seen  
She called the dog over and he licked her clean
That was more than i could take, it's true
I had to go outside and have a great spew
But I'll go back again, there is no doubt
Coz that shiela loves, for me to eat her out
And I can never forget how well I rode her
While getting off on her smelly body odour
Next time, if she's got the rags and is a bit red
I'll just stick it up her ******* instead  
I'm not fussy, my tongue will still be stuck in
Nothing wrong, my friend with the Dolmio grin
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