THE TRUTH BEHIND THE ACTION

 

A love pat on the behind my dear

A subtle spank on my dearest’s rear

An action speaking loud and clear

Placed on the buttock soft and plump

A subtle spank on tender rump

The preamble to some rumpy pump

CELTIC PRIDE

 

The Celts are a proud lot

As they’ll tell you like as not

But when the Romans came to stay

The Celts up and ran away

That is exactly what they did

They ran away and hid

And there they stayed on their own

Until the Romans left for home

Then came the Vikings and the Danes

So, the Celts ran away again

This noble race mild and meek

Happily playing hide and seek

Well so much for Celtic pride

Nobly running away to hide

Now don’t climb on your high horse

I am a Celt myself of course

And those who run away today

Live to run away another day

MY FAVOURITE THINGS # 1

 Black lacy stocking, suspenders, or garters

Silk cami-knickers will do nicely for starters

Brassiered packages with straps like strings

These are a few of my favourite things

Petite little strumpets and long-legged fillies

Brunettes and redheads stripped down to their frillies

Uniformed Nurses oh the pleasures they bring

These are a few of my favourite things

When the lust strikes

When the urge stings

When I'm feeling taught

I simply remember my favourite things
And then find an easy sort

HAND HOLDING

 

I always hold my wife’s hand when we’re out

People thinks it’s so romantic, but it’s not

I hold her hand all the time because I know

That if I let it go, she’ll start to shop

PEARL ANNIVERSARY

 

After thirty years of marriage

To celebrate our anniversary

My wife and I

Went back once again

To our honeymoon hotel

And this time it was I

Who chose to sit alone

In the bathroom

And cry

21st CENTURY NURSERY RHYMES # 96

 

Mary had a little lamb

Its fleece was black as night

And in the winter snow

It stood out against the white

ARE YOU WEARING SILK?

 

Are you wearing silk?

Against your luscious skin

Beneath that pretty dress

Are you dressed for sin?

Garments of sensual silk

How I crave to be within