The girl next door

The girl next door

A Poem by Soren

I was four when the girl next door taught me how to kiss

She was older and a little bolder, she didn't aim to miss

The little wenchy gave me a frenchy, tongue drilling for oil

Being a little bloke I started to choke and her passion it did foil

I thought it crass that she grabbed my a*s and gave me a lift

I started to wheeze and then to sneeze, a green booger was her gift

© 2026 Soren


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Hi soren,
How are you, Hope everything is good.

Jessy Jacob.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


Soren

3 Weeks Ago

Thanks for the visit all is well and hope it is with you
This made me chuckle this morning, thank you for that. Hope you have a lovely day, Soren.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


Soren

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you so much for the read and supportive comment it is most appreciated
Love the humour here. That little minx got more than she bargained for:)) A fun write Soren, nicely rhymed too.

Chris

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


Soren

3 Weeks Ago

Thanks Chris I appreciate your read and kind words of support they mean a lot

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