Monday, May 11, 2020

It wasn't me


IT WASN’T ME
It was the diary that started it
You wanted the whole thing to be
As our son lay dead in Boston
You put her hand on me

I’m a simple straight man
Uncomplicated Unevolved
The circumstances made me do it
SO DON’T YOU HAVE THE GALL

It started with the petting
I fell a slippery slope
Porcine eyes and flattish hips
Her patience gave me hope
How could I resist her?
She gave her son to me
He was better than yours or mine
 I taught him math for free
I talked and talked for hours
He quietly did comply
His mom was getting fucked by me
He glazed but didn’t reply

It was Hong Kong that made me do it
By Mumbai I was hooked
Her pudgy face, her lack of grace
The stinky pork she cooked

I took her for her for some flying fucks
Not once did she complain
My woefully inadequate fucking skills
Made her face grimace in pain

Oh the awesome sex in Hong Kong
Not to mention Mumbai
Two hundred nights of free fucks
You compare it to BALI!!!?

It was your dad who made me do it
Your mom had wished it too
I’m going to add your brother in
A reason for my rendezvous

It was your friends that made me do it
In straws you found refuge
You didn’t drown, you came around
You then refused to smoodge

It was hate that made me do it
It wasn’t you but me
You chose to live and not to die
You chose to set me free

I’m saying that I’m sorry
I know I’m a stupid git
I have analytical intelligence
But I sorely lack in wit
I hope you will accept me
For whatever I am
I know you still care for me
So love me if you can





A boss and his subordinate


A BOSS AND HIS SUBORDINATE

I hug you and draw you close
And say I have feelings for you
Grief pain and denial
Is the start of relationship new
Lie naked next to me[1]
Let’s cuddle up for a bit
Till I pack whatever little
I have of residual guilt
I’ll text you hound you woo you
With all my glorious might
I define with my moral compass
What is wrong or right
Come with me to Hong Kong
London and Mumbai
How I wish we could fuck our way
From Zurich to Dubai

Boss I don’t like what’s happening
I’m not comfortable with this
I’ve thought of you as a brother
I am your little sis
But I’ll take whatever you offer
In bonus and appraisal
You’re right let’s start this thing off
And not worry about reprisal
I’ll decide in a while
If I need a man like you
If you get too tiresome
I’ll look for pastures new

My marriage is irrevocably broken[2]
My love for you is true
Don’t worry about it darling
Your strong man is here for you
Wait a while she’ll move out
In this world or next
Can you be on standby?
I’ll send an email or text
I’ll tell her that she hates me[3]
I know that it’s not true
But if I keep telling her that
I’ll soon move in with you

I think I’m done with you here
You presence is hard to bear
You’re arrogant and entitled
Your paunch is covered with hair
If you don’t stop your advances
I’ll be forced to blurt it out[4]
I’m sure you don’t want
Your dramatic wife to shout
One thing I can grant you though
You aren’t that strong or bright
You’re right when you say this
Two wrongs don’t make a right






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Buy one and get one free


BUY ONE AND GET ONE FREE
I bought a pretty green lingerie
Dress up like a tart for me
Come on hurry up
I’m waiting impatiently

There are many reports and memos
A laundry list is pending
Get on your knees and start your work
Let’s begin with some bending

Can we set a timeline
For a quick roll in the hay
We need to finish this Fuck
By end of business day

Our foreplay starts now
So put away your phone
I love it how a 3rd grade fuck
Will make you scream and moan

And after I’m done pounding you
For two minutes diligently
Perhaps its time for you
To sit on top of me

There now I can feel
A build up in my balls
Shhh! Tone it down a bit
These are but hotel walls

I flip you on your back
Your pussy takes my load
Now that done, can we wash up?
Use a blanket if you’re cold

I did buy you a spare one
To put my mind at ease
I have a pack of blue pills
For you: - My stress release