"Should I compare thee to a summer's day"
A certain poet said
But consider what comes after May
That compliment is dead.
But I would compare thee to a winters eve
When snow and ice abound
Cool, imperious, by your leave
But underneath I found
A heart as warm as this log fire
Blazing in the hearth
Grace and beauty beyond desire
Full measure of your worth
For what's without we take no heed
It's what's within we treasure
To journey thus is all we need
To garner Life's great pleasure
So not for thee, false summer's claims
Fickle, lame, unsure
But strong and warming as the flames
That fill a heart so pure.
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Roses are Red
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Roses are red, as I look around
And everywhere Christmas spirits abound
Decorations above all twinkle and glow
Busy shoppers rush hither and thither below
Presents are wrapped, some plain and some glitter
Children excited and all of a twitter
Santa is coming and yes, I've been good
(Well perhaps not quite as much as I should)
My big brother says that Santa's not real
But I punch him hard and that makes him squeal
Mum says serves him right, he shouldn't torment
But there are some errands on which I am sent
Mum's done her shopping, the turkey's on order
The fridge and the cupboards are full to the border
The cards are all sent, we've done with the posting
Now hmm, let me see, how many are we hosting?
Dad's put up the tree, we've been busy trimming
So many lights, now brightening, now dimming
Covered all over in baubles and bangles
All silver and gold, anything that dangles
House decorated all over with Holly
Mum says she thinks that Dad's off his trolley
He's hanging up mistletoe in hopes of a kiss
From one of his nieces, a real saucy miss
Mum says he'd better not let her catch him snoggin'
Or she fetch him a clout right on top of his noggin
He grins and says he'll make sure she's not looking
He'll grab a quick squeeze while she's doing the cooking
So all is in order, just a few last minute things
That any occasion like this always brings
Now we just have to wait until the time comes
And have enough in the bank to cover the sums
Carols being sung, the season is here
When everyone wishes each other good cheer
Gloom and despondency, fears we will dismiss
And happily say to all "MERRY CHRISTMAS!
And everywhere Christmas spirits abound
Decorations above all twinkle and glow
Busy shoppers rush hither and thither below
Presents are wrapped, some plain and some glitter
Children excited and all of a twitter
Santa is coming and yes, I've been good
(Well perhaps not quite as much as I should)
My big brother says that Santa's not real
But I punch him hard and that makes him squeal
Mum says serves him right, he shouldn't torment
But there are some errands on which I am sent
Mum's done her shopping, the turkey's on order
The fridge and the cupboards are full to the border
The cards are all sent, we've done with the posting
Now hmm, let me see, how many are we hosting?
Dad's put up the tree, we've been busy trimming
So many lights, now brightening, now dimming
Covered all over in baubles and bangles
All silver and gold, anything that dangles
House decorated all over with Holly
Mum says she thinks that Dad's off his trolley
He's hanging up mistletoe in hopes of a kiss
From one of his nieces, a real saucy miss
Mum says he'd better not let her catch him snoggin'
Or she fetch him a clout right on top of his noggin
He grins and says he'll make sure she's not looking
He'll grab a quick squeeze while she's doing the cooking
So all is in order, just a few last minute things
That any occasion like this always brings
Now we just have to wait until the time comes
And have enough in the bank to cover the sums
Carols being sung, the season is here
When everyone wishes each other good cheer
Gloom and despondency, fears we will dismiss
And happily say to all "MERRY CHRISTMAS!
Short Arse Brit
Roses are read
I'm in my bed
My heads on my pillow
Sleepy thoughts in my head
I'm in my bed
My heads on my pillow
Sleepy thoughts in my head
The Duchess of Tart
Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx
And my latest poem, The Temptation.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx
And my latest poem, The Temptation.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
Convict
Roses are red
I feel sick today
Forgot what I was gonna say
Fuckit.
I feel sick today
Forgot what I was gonna say
Fuckit.
My new Flash Fiction:
An Extraordinary Orgasm.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/flash-erotica/an-extraordinary-orgasm-2
Hi Ajax 
Story Verifier
Roses are red
Violets are red
Tulips are red
Bushes are red
Trees are......red
FUCK my garden's on fire!
Violets are red
Tulips are red
Bushes are red
Trees are......red
FUCK my garden's on fire!
“When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us.”
Convict
Roses are fucking red
I"m sick of feeling blue
If people don't stop annoying me
On them, I'm gonna spew
I"m sick of feeling blue
If people don't stop annoying me
On them, I'm gonna spew
My new Flash Fiction:
An Extraordinary Orgasm.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/flash-erotica/an-extraordinary-orgasm-2
The Bee's Knees
roses are red
violets are blue
colds suck ass
this is true
violets are blue
colds suck ass
this is true
Say. Her. Name.
Short Arse Brit
Roses are red
This much is true
Cheer up honeydipped
It could have been man flu
We all know
There is no cure
Us women just
Have to endure
We overcome
We do survive
Man flu sucks
But we stay alive
Unlike them
Who lay in bed
Making out
That they are dead
Its why God
Made a correction
Making Eve
Total perfection
In the Garden
The story is deception
The apple was eaten
By the one who gets erections
Eve was innocent
But she took the blame
For Adams greed
And his shame
But God knew the truth
She knows All
She vented her fury
Made Adams cock small
Now ive run out
Of things to say
Merry xmas to all
And have a good day
This much is true
Cheer up honeydipped
It could have been man flu
We all know
There is no cure
Us women just
Have to endure
We overcome
We do survive
Man flu sucks
But we stay alive
Unlike them
Who lay in bed
Making out
That they are dead
Its why God
Made a correction
Making Eve
Total perfection
In the Garden
The story is deception
The apple was eaten
By the one who gets erections
Eve was innocent
But she took the blame
For Adams greed
And his shame
But God knew the truth
She knows All
She vented her fury
Made Adams cock small
Now ive run out
Of things to say
Merry xmas to all
And have a good day
The Duchess of Tart
Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx
And my latest poem, The Temptation.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx
And my latest poem, The Temptation.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
I'm not for everyone
Roses are red
What is this, "Man flu"?
Who lays in bed
and cries boo hoo?
I'm built for go
Even tho I look good
Don't care how I show
I growl under my hood
Pfffft, Adam, that wussy
Is a bad example
In hopes of some pussy
Ate a fuckin' apple
A real man won't whine
If he's coughing and wheezing
It's called a "spine"
It's what Adam was missing
Eve, naked as a jaybird
That slutty little lass
From what I've heard
She loved it in the ass
I'd have tied her to that tree
And fed her my apple
Taken her cherry
And made her very happy
If God has tits
And she makes corrections
Why do so many women
Throw fits of sexual frustrations
Surely, once again (yawn)
From the nice list, I will be stricken
I've offended most all
Who've read what I've written
Merry Christmas to all
I send my best wishes
This part won't rhyme
I'm going to bed
What is this, "Man flu"?
Who lays in bed
and cries boo hoo?
I'm built for go
Even tho I look good
Don't care how I show
I growl under my hood
Pfffft, Adam, that wussy
Is a bad example
In hopes of some pussy
Ate a fuckin' apple
A real man won't whine
If he's coughing and wheezing
It's called a "spine"
It's what Adam was missing
Eve, naked as a jaybird
That slutty little lass
From what I've heard
She loved it in the ass
I'd have tied her to that tree
And fed her my apple
Taken her cherry
And made her very happy
If God has tits
And she makes corrections
Why do so many women
Throw fits of sexual frustrations
Surely, once again (yawn)
From the nice list, I will be stricken
I've offended most all
Who've read what I've written
Merry Christmas to all
I send my best wishes
This part won't rhyme
I'm going to bed
Short Arse Brit
Roses are red
Its Christmas Day
I just have a few
Things to say
First off, my kids woke
At an ungodly hour
Nagged me to hell
Didnt even let me shower
At 5am
Mum, Santas been here
Come and see
He drank dads beer
I am exhausted
Wrapping presents all night
But the joy on their faces
Its pure delight
Merry Christmas to all
Hope you have a nice time
And that you enjoy
This little rhyme.
Its Christmas Day
I just have a few
Things to say
First off, my kids woke
At an ungodly hour
Nagged me to hell
Didnt even let me shower
At 5am
Mum, Santas been here
Come and see
He drank dads beer
I am exhausted
Wrapping presents all night
But the joy on their faces
Its pure delight
Merry Christmas to all
Hope you have a nice time
And that you enjoy
This little rhyme.
The Duchess of Tart
Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx
And my latest poem, The Temptation.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx
And my latest poem, The Temptation.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
Convict
Quote by gilrenard
Roses are red
What is this, "Man flu"?
Who lays in bed
and cries boo hoo?
I'm built for go
Even tho I look good
Don't care how I show
I growl under my hood
Pfffft, Adam, that wussy
Is a bad example
In hopes of some pussy
Ate a fuckin' apple
A real man won't whine
If he's coughing and wheezing
It's called a "spine"
It's what Adam was missing
Eve, naked as a jaybird
That slutty little lass
From what I've heard
She loved it in the ass
I'd have tied her to that tree
And fed her my apple
Taken her cherry
And made her very happy
If God has tits
And she makes corrections
Why do so many women
Throw fits of sexual frustrations
Surely, once again (yawn)
From the nice list, I will be stricken
I've offended most all
Who've read what I've written
Merry Christmas to all
I send my best wishes
This part won't rhyme
I'm going to bed
Gil, you do realise there is now a "special " place in hell for you, don't you?
My new Flash Fiction:
An Extraordinary Orgasm.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/flash-erotica/an-extraordinary-orgasm-2
Roses are red
And violets are blue
On this Christmas day
I will say to you
I am grateful for those
who chose me a s friend
I will cherish your friendship
that will never end
and to those I don't know
or who chose not to you see
I still wish you good cheer
Although you were not
Pleased to meet me.
And violets are blue
On this Christmas day
I will say to you
I am grateful for those
who chose me a s friend
I will cherish your friendship
that will never end
and to those I don't know
or who chose not to you see
I still wish you good cheer
Although you were not
Pleased to meet me.
I'm not for everyone
Quote by trinket
Gil, you do realise there is now a "special " place in hell for you, don't you?
Hahahaha...I do realize that, trinket. They are renovating it as we type.
xoxoxoxo
Roses are red, and Christmas is here
For some it was lonely, for others good cheer
KK complains kids get her up early
But she doesn't mind, she's not really surly
The joy in their faces is all your reward
For planning and wrapping and having worked hard
At cleaning and tidying and, oh, what a caper
Just look at it now, - floor covered in paper!
But that's soon cleared up, now on with the cooking
(A quick slurp of brandy when no one is looking)
But too much of that and your head will be murky
Not what you need when roasting a turkey
The veg are prepared and not left to chance
They were all done a day in advance
No need for any last huffing and puffing
Now all that's left is making the stuffing
So in with the bird, the timing is noted
To utter perfection all efforts devoted
Temperature checked, we don't want it burned
To getting it right all attention is turned
At last it is time, conclusion is near
Needle in leg, yes juices run clear
So away with your troubles, for the moment at least
And come, let us all sit down to a feast
The rest of the day is given to leisure
To play or relax, whatever's your pleasure
Till evening arrives and bed calls like a lover
To enwrap weary souls now Christmas is over.
For some it was lonely, for others good cheer
KK complains kids get her up early
But she doesn't mind, she's not really surly
The joy in their faces is all your reward
For planning and wrapping and having worked hard
At cleaning and tidying and, oh, what a caper
Just look at it now, - floor covered in paper!
But that's soon cleared up, now on with the cooking
(A quick slurp of brandy when no one is looking)
But too much of that and your head will be murky
Not what you need when roasting a turkey
The veg are prepared and not left to chance
They were all done a day in advance
No need for any last huffing and puffing
Now all that's left is making the stuffing
So in with the bird, the timing is noted
To utter perfection all efforts devoted
Temperature checked, we don't want it burned
To getting it right all attention is turned
At last it is time, conclusion is near
Needle in leg, yes juices run clear
So away with your troubles, for the moment at least
And come, let us all sit down to a feast
The rest of the day is given to leisure
To play or relax, whatever's your pleasure
Till evening arrives and bed calls like a lover
To enwrap weary souls now Christmas is over.
Weaver of Words
Roses are red
And stories are too
Just another spelling
Happy Holidays to you
And stories are too
Just another spelling
Happy Holidays to you
Roses are red, my head's all awhirl
I've just had a kiss from a wonderful girl
My face is all flushed, my heart's all aflutter
And all I can do is stammer and stutter
She's lovely, she's happy, she's saucy, she's sweet
Exactly the sort I'd be lucky to meet
But therein's the rub, otherwise I'd be fine
I've got to admit it, the kiss was on line!
I've just had a kiss from a wonderful girl
My face is all flushed, my heart's all aflutter
And all I can do is stammer and stutter
She's lovely, she's happy, she's saucy, she's sweet
Exactly the sort I'd be lucky to meet
But therein's the rub, otherwise I'd be fine
I've got to admit it, the kiss was on line!
Weaver of Words
Roses are red
But they don't like the cold
It's just January nine
But winter's already old
But they don't like the cold
It's just January nine
But winter's already old
Short Arse Brit
Roses are red
Im laying in bed
Bloody sleepy
Thoughts in my head
Im laying in bed
Bloody sleepy
Thoughts in my head
The Duchess of Tart
Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx
And my latest poem, The Temptation.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx
And my latest poem, The Temptation.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
Active Ink Slinger
Rosses are redCome spend the day
With me
Making new memories
My love
Have lots of fun
Active Ink Slinger
Roses are red,
But I am so blue,
Because of the time
I spend without you.
It does seem that fate
Is being unkind
Sending you overland,
Left me behind.
Our love life is conplex
But I will stay true
For this beating heart
Belongs just to you.
But I am so blue,
Because of the time
I spend without you.
It does seem that fate
Is being unkind
Sending you overland,
Left me behind.
Our love life is conplex
But I will stay true
For this beating heart
Belongs just to you.
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Short Arse Brit
Quote by rosesrred
Roses are red
A door needs a key
Thank you all for
The poems about me!!!
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I tell you for certain
None of my poems are about you
The Duchess of Tart
Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx
And my latest poem, The Temptation.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx
And my latest poem, The Temptation.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx