Mushy Stuff

My wife said write a love poem

So that's what I will do

Someone said that roses are red

Or was it violets are blue?

Oh well, you understand my meaning

You know what I'm trying to say

Your eyes are like a pickled beet

So stop looking at me that way

Your kiss is like a bathroom plunger

Each time you suck my face

Your smile looks like a circus clown

That came from outer space

Your breath smells like an armpit

That brings me to my knees

Your hair is like a brillo pad

As stiff as a summer breeze

Your voice is like a banshee in heat

My wife say's, "That's Enough!!!"

I tried to tell her that I did'nt know how

To write this mushy stuff

Reviews

[Barbara Walker]

LMAO, again! Like I said before, please publish these in a book! I'd be the first to buy it! And I know many other people would, too!

[Renée]

chucking ...no lovin' for you tonight q ;