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if I had a tranny
I would kiss her cute fanny her looks are uncanny and not at all manny her name was once danny but now it's glammy she's got a big whammy that's ready to jammy my name used to be sammy but after feeling her whammy I want to be her nanny
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Hickery dickery dock
The girl pulled out her cock The clock struck one My fly burst undone By mine as hard as a rock
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there once was a trans ves tite
who only came out at night she searched far and wide for tranny photos with pride her photos are so lovely and cute with tranny cocks ready to shoot she likes to dress all girly and her hair is long and swirly with pink panties inside full of bulges to hide she has a strange name that is part of the game poetry is such a great sport for cuties like Jenae Latorque Doggeral rules!
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There was an alien named Mork
Who fell for Jenae LaTorque But Mindy got Mad Said Mork you've been had Cuz both of you have a cork
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Hi there.
Is that poetry or ryming sarcasm? But of this one there is no doubt, sarcasn it is all about. Most of the time, my rhymes are a crime, not worth a dime, or the time, to pass the time, is not a crime, when the time is in the prime, it's murder time. The Joker. JohnDowe. Last edited by johndowe; 08-31-2009 at 05:13 PM. |
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A Horny mans last resort
by perfectdrug I've not fucked for weeks I'm in a sexual drought Tugged on my cock 'til the last drop dripped out None-stop beating off My meat's tenderized Got all redtube and youporn both memorized I'm so tired of wanking Yet too horny to sleep I'm stuck counting trannys coz i'm all outta sheep What can i do? I'm craving wet tgirls I've unloaded a sperm bank and got both hands pregnant I'm left with only two choices But gay's just not my way It's out of my hands i'll just have to pay ![]() ![]()
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tranny cock tranny cock
it was such a shock to see my cute gurlie with a big sexy cock the vision burned into my brain but I felt no pain my mind demanded more to feed its lust for tranny hardcore I close my eyes and what do I see but a big tranny cock looking at me it is plain to see I cannot resist the lust in me she knows what I want and she teases me making me plead for what I desperately need oh please let me love it you know I need to suck it she smiles as she caresses her body divine her long shapely legs and her breasts so sublime her feminine hips contain what I want to be mine she points to the floor and and I fall on my knees I look up at her as I say please the cock I adore is there before me I kiss it so gently and it enters me deeply it is filling my mind with just what i need hot tranny love cumming down from above
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This speech is my recital
I guess it's very vital To rock a rhyme That's right on time "It's Tricky" is the title...
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i am a tranny goddess
and i love my girly bod my panties are full of goodness which were made for me by god i like to dress so sexy so the boys will feel the urge i know what they want and i have what they need and i like to feel the power i make their cocks so horny and i fill their minds with lust i am a tranny goddess and the boys all worship me they want my love they want my sex they want my tranny goodness i give them a taste and make them plead for the privilege of pleasing me i smile as i control their horny minds they are my slave boys now i am their tranny goddess i make them do my will i rule those horny boys and it gives me such a thrill ![]() ![]()
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I want to kiss your lacy panties and feel the warm bulges inside.
![]() ![]() ![]() Oh, I wish I were a pair of tranny panties All silky smooth and ringed with frilly lace I wait for her to waken in the morning I feel the smoothness of her legs as she slowly slips me up her thighs I wrap around her lovely tranny goodness I feel so happy now I am where I want to be I know she enjoys the feeling I provide Caressing and squeezing her lovely hide My lacy frills like lips are kissing her lovely cock And make it swell within my silken nest I slide around her throbbing cock And make swell some more She reaches down and rubs it through my lacy threads It's is getting huge can barely contain it It's stretching me to the limit She's moaning I know she wants to cum Her throbbing cock bursts out of me She strokes it hard as she holds her balls within my lacy embrace. At last she cums and covers me with her sweetness Oh yes it's so good to be a pair of tranny panties.
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some trannys like their fannies
others like their cocks when testosterone is surging their cocks feel the urging they hug and kiss with lips so sweet their girly beauty is really neet two tranny cocks would like to meet to do some noodling it's such a treat cocks are rising to touch each other no need for the other forget the boys with their little toys our tranny cocks are for us alone to love and suck and lick all night we hold hands and sip some wine go back to bed and forget the time our tranny love is meant to be it's our destiny to be free ![]() ![]()
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politics politics what a big pain
alot of talk with so little gain throwing lies from side to side Congress waits for the money tide pulling the strings to sway the vote money boys rule Washington boat we elected these guys to do a job what we have is a wealthy mob America falters forgetting its past oil and gas will not last corruption and waste takes our space time for us to take back our place our spacious skies and waves of grain. we need to band together to relieve the pain.
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Fuck is fun, fuck is funny
People also fuck for money. If you think that fuck is funny Fuck yourself and save the money!
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Were I granted a single wish,
I would be so selfish and think of no one else. My greed would dictate and swell. All the whales and dolphins in the ocean could fend for themselves. And the homeless masses could suffer countless tragedies and degradation. Social injustices would go unchecked much to humanity's peril. Fuck world peace and let all the impoverished children starve. I would horde my treasure away with avarice glee, and let the Earth spiral downward in it's own man-made hell. And far removed from blighted creation, I would make my rapacious wish, that your eyes could still look upon me the way that they used to. |
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Fearing criticism for the way that I feel,
I bottle everything inside. Fearing the rejection, I'm withholding my confession, Clinging on to foolish pride, If I trust my deeper instincts it would be a mistake, To explain what's on my mind. So I take comfort in the silence, my words form an alliance, Remaining undefined. This girl is Agoraphobic, She is afraid to come outside. Locked away inside of me, it's safer if she hides. The damage is prevented, and no-one else gets hurt. The secret's mine and it's mine alone - This Agoraphobic Girl. (I suppose that would be the chorus) In anticipation of the way you'll react, I shore up my defence. I can't offer any meaning, devoid of any reason, Nothing seems to make any sense. So fearing your omittance from my life, I conspire to never let you know. Thrown into confusion with no obvious conclusion, I'll never let the truth be known. I've tried to vanquish her existence, in spite of her persistence, And I convince myself for a while, That this is what I wanted, to hold on to your love, But in truth it's just a state of denial. She is always with me, wherever I go, Waiting for the chance to slip through. I wish I could define the reason and give a simple explanation, For Me! as much as for you |
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Your family and friends and fud (vagina) have all gone really stale,
The ship I sailed into your harbour has turned and is setting sail, The suburban hell we're living in is a right old f****ng farce, Cutting grass and washing cars you can stuff right up your arse. Home sweet home my fanny, It's become a no fun zone, I hate going to work each morning, but it's better than coming home, I see you in your leggings and I'd rather kiss the dog, At least her teeth stay in her mouth when giving her a snog. I love you still You're in my will and that is where you'll stay We'll always have that special bond Until My dying day It's safe to say that over time we've slowly grown apart, You've become a virgin and I've become a tart, The problem is you've gone off men, and I have started sucking cocks, and I look so much better than you when I wear your frocks. It's safe to say you've turned me gay, and I'm off muff for good, Not that I could ever part your legs, It's like your lips are glued, Your Fanny looks like ZZ Top, and smells like mouldy plaice, When we first tried anal sex you farted in my face. I love you still you're in my will and that is where you'll stay We'll always share that special bond Until my dying day You tuck your breasts into your socks & Your bras are parachutes, I knew you died your armpit hairs but now I can see the roots, The thing that changed it for me was when I got my specs, It goes to show that marraige should come with safety checks, When I'm eating pizza It reminds me of your face, Covered in all sorts of Sh*t with a fat and lumpy base, The corns and bunions on your feet add three inches to your height, The nightmares I've been having start when you turn on the lights. I love you still you're in my will and that is where you'll stay We'll always share that special bond Until my dying day Your face is like a work of art, by Pablo Picasso, When you wash your face at night it's with a wire brush and brasso, I could have stayed in love with you if I went deaf and blind, I was drunk when I first kissed you and then I lost my mind. You have the body of Big Daddy, and the face of Worzel Gummidge, I found all sorts of vermin in your minge the last time I had a rummage, With what you've got living in your muff you could open up a zoo, Scientists and Botanists could have a field day just with you. But I love you still your in my will and that is where you'll stay We'll always share that special bond Until my dying day So raise your glass and make a toast & drink to you my wife Cause it's time I downed this arsenic and ended this bliddy life ...... |
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I would love to be good at poetry,but i only manage to come out with limerick type rhymes.
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