"bloddwyn" poems
i was'nt very clever
at maths at park st school
thick as **** when adding up
a mathematics mule
but i was quite good looking
girls where always there
counting not a problem
with gelled black streaky hair
puberty and progress
next stage after kissing
discovered that my *****
was'nt just for *******
then came my dilemma
a valley ****** vexed
blod the bike from blaina
begging to be sexed
how'd you want it bloddwyn?
oooh!....ten inches would be nice
i counted for a minute....
then i shagged her twice
Mar 5, 2010
Mar 5, 2010 at 11:39 AM UTC
returning from a night outbusting for a peedescretion of a grave yarddark cold cemetry bloddwyn used her pantiesmegan used a wreathto wipe away the dripperssighing with relief early sunday morningworried husbands chatmy bloddwyn had no pants on,my megans worse than that she had a card stuck up her bumand a white carnationsaying....always be remembered....from the firemen down the station
Feb 27, 2010
Feb 27, 2010 at 1:25 PM UTC
when dai made love to bloddwyn,
t'was a painful strain,
but he battled onward,
through agony and pain.
sorrry bout that darling,
for rushing with my urging,
i would've took my time,
if i knew you were a ******
don't worry bout it sweetheart,
as she turned the lights off,
if iknew you had more time,
i would've took my tights off.
Feb 2, 2010
Feb 2, 2010 at 12:50 PM UTC