Love Poems(1)


A Leprechauns dream

Spied a sweet young vixen, Down at the local Shamrock’s, Shakin’ her 36 D diddies, And teasin’ all the cocks. Wearin a tight green t-shirt Shakin’ her flamin’ red hair, Her perky hard nipples Pointing the way to her lair. O’er a pint we sit and flirt, And discuss the jewel beneath her skirt. As we kiss and head for her bed, I wonder if tonight She’ll give me good head. Fingers...Read On