Some people like sarcasm. I don't. It's just a cover for hate or contempt, it's hostility, disguised as humor.
Yes I would, with pleasure
Roses are red
When bodies entwine
With love, it will lead
To something divine
But even when lust
And pleasure beguile
As long as we give
It will be worthwhile
Is that Ginger I spy without any pants?
And she's even without any underpants!
Her sweet ass on display
I'll certainly strip and search Punky, I can't be thorough enough
I'd love to share some kisses with Charlotte, and yes. there too
but I'm also looking below
The tenderness felt inside
Fills my being to the core
As you lie there in yourr bed
I can only love you more
I'll protect you where I can
Hold you close when you're afraid
When you need me to be there
All the rest wil have to wait
Till it's time to live your life
On your own, and I must hope
That I taught you well my child
That you can face the world, and cope...
Not calender's slave
Boxes are only checked when
I choose to do so
Counting down towards
The end of my calender
Must buy a new one
Aren't all your bits tasty?
I'm respectful, but not enough to pass on a chance like this. Slipping in.
Used to be wealthy
That money's all gone away
But I am still rich
The love of my friends
The happiness of my kids
Outweigh all the gold