WHEN I SAW MY WIFE’S BOTOX BILL

 

When I saw my wife’s Botox bill

I couldn’t believe my eyes

I pointed it out to my wife

But she didn’t look surprised

IT’S A MUST-O

 

You said you were not fussed-o

When I said I’m full of lust-o

Oh, let me fondle at your bust-o

Then we can go at it with gusto

You said Well if you really must-o

Come and exorcise your lust-o

RELISHING THE MOMENT

 

If opportunity exposed

A glimpse of stocking top

Before my licentious eyes.

Should my perusal stop?

 

Should I avert my gaze?

From a most pleasing sight

Or consider it serendipitous

And drink in the delight

BIG MO

 

Big Mo was engineered

To perfection

Designed for comfort

And consummate pleasure

From her long shapely legs,

Ample buttocks

And rolling hips

To her well filled blouse

Big Mo was

State of the art

 

A fast little number

With a fine racing chassis

Bodywork with Classic lines

Well upholstered

With a lush interior

A well run motor

Purrs like a kitten

When warmed up

When well oiled

Hot and racy

Naught to naked

In 30 seconds

Naught to naughty

All nightlong

NAKED LUST

 

While idly watching you undress

I have a thought, of course one of lust

And as I pondered thoughtfully

You caught me watching but showed no disgust

You were used to my libidinous bent

And happy to let me do, as I must

And as long as it ended with a good seeing too

You weren’t really fussed

I’D WAITED AN HOUR UP THAT TREE

 

I’d waited an hour up that tree

In a position that I could see

And my patience rewarded me

As she appeared in the bedroom nakedly

 

The beautiful little piece of fluff

I could see standing there in the buff

And I copped an eyeful of her chuff

And the most delightful little muff

 

But then quite embarrassingly

A man mounted her quite rampantly

I realised it was my young brother Lee

And that was when I fell out of the tree

ON THE CUSP

 

I saw a girl, older,

And on the cusp of womanhood

Who would make me a man

OODLES

 

There is more to life than boodle

So, if you use your noodle

And find yourself a piece of Strudel

To have a bit of a canoodle

She might let you stroke her poodle

You might even get the whole caboodle

LOOSE MORALS # 4

 

She made women chatter at the regatta

But she made men quiver on the river

And when she was floating in a punt

There was absolutely nothing to see