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Gloria_R
Over 90 days ago
Bisexual Female, 51
United States

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A girl by the green Susquehanna
Did odd things with a banana
Don't eat the fruit salad
Or so goes the ballad
The Banana ended up in Diana

There was a young girl of Mauritius
A girl by the green Susquehanna
Did odd things with a banana
Don't eat the fruit salad
Under the spreading chestnut tree
On a blanket of green lay J and G
The stopping of time
Just so sublime
Two souls soar toward apogee

A girl by the green Susquehanna
Under the spreading chestnut tree
On a blanket of green lay J and G
The stopping of time
RB's X-Ray specs revealed
What others did not willingly yield
With a hand in his pocket
He played with his "rocket"
And it'd go off before it was wield

Under the spreading chestnut tree
Roses are red
Tomorrow will be hot
Over a hundred
Out in it, I’ll not

Not really sure
To whom Lynn was talking
But the prospect of rain
Will have me come knocking

I’ll bring some ideas
For a suitable flag
Celebrating “Sapiosexual”
A purely mental shag

Let’s add one more letter
To the alphabet list
Confounding RB
Won’t he be pissed?

To LGBTQIA and O
We can append an “S”
Sending Rob in a tailspin
How gratifying our largesse
There once was a woman from Holland
Who some said resembled Paul Lynde
With a finger in the
She told guys "take a hike"
"What I need is another hand"

The team of Tom and Louise
There once was a woman from Holland
Who some said resembled Paul Lynde
With a finger in the
Skin that is orange, hair that is yellow
A thoroughly odious fellow
Embarrassing us all
A dirty old perv whose name was Dan
Carried his dick around in a frying pan
Told women he was hot
Sauteed in peppers and pot
A dirty old perv whose name was Dan
Carried his dick around in a frying pan
Her best friend had a talented top lip
Perfectly suited for a landing strip
She could bounce it and make it swing
Standing close a black eye it could bring
Or knock out a tooth
Its the gospel truth
She could bounce it and make it swing
Standing close a black eye it could bring
A sexy young lady from South Crest
Had a rep for being the best
Did things with her hands,
her feet, tongue and glands
A sexy young lady from South Crest
Had a rep for being the best
A feisty young harlot named Ruth
Who some people thought quite uncouth
Was well educated
But manners truncated
An Austrian fraulein named Greta
Had a girlfriend named Loretta
Their lust they enjoyed
All fingers employed
Roses are red
Heidi’s AV had me puzzled
The longer I stared
The more I'm befuddled

Focused for hours
From every angle
Then it came in a flash
The secret untangled

Proud of myself
Though the hours flew by
I finally saw
One closed little eye
A milkmaid who called herself Mary
With boobs her bra could not carry
The dairyman shudders
At the size of those udders
A prim young fellatrix named Sue
Who no longer gave men a woo hoo
Started using her teeth
above and beneath
There was a young lady named Nance
Who disliked wearing underpants
Commando she goes
She has no woes
Thats the way they do it in France

A prim young fellatrix named Sue
There was a young lady named Nance
Who disliked wearing underpants
Commando she goes
Every morning it was the same
Get up quick or you're really fair game
Is the loser a sinner?
Or is the sinner the winner?
Dont worry, there's nothing to blame

There was a young lady named Nance
Every morning it was the same
Get up quick or you're really fair game
He went searching for somewhere to stick it
Just anywhere as long as its a fit
In between pairs of boobs
Or splitting the pubes
He went searching for somewhere to stick it
Just anywhere as long as its a fit
Roses are red
What a delight
Met in the forum
With words that excite

Reading Lynn’s thoughts
Causes an itch
Visions of fingers
Filling a niche

Eyes fixed on the words
Painting a picture
Of juices flowing
And sweetest of mixtures

Wondering as well
As Juli does muse
The state of Lynn’s panties
And all of that ooze
In the morning some guys have a 'wood'
The anarchy of their manhood
You'll get poked in the can
By that lustful old man