Fleece.

Soft when you are dry, Warm when you are wet, Not itchy like wool. My sould is made of fleece, My heart of polypro.

Soft when you are dry, Warm when you are wet, Not itchy like wool. My sould is made of fleece, My heart of polypro.

November 6th, 2009 | All Poems, Bodily Function Poems | No comments

Binding.

When I bind my tits, I have great posture, An amazing boy silhouette, Or else just heartburn, And discomfort, How is this better than a corset?

When I bind my tits, I have great posture, An amazing boy silhouette, Or else just heartburn, And discomfort, How is this better than a corset?

November 3rd, 2009 | All Poems, Bodily Function Poems, Sex and Love Poems | No comments

Sun Burn.

You could fry egss, On my skin. But they\'d taste like aloe. And I\'d punch you, Because it hurts.

The unofficial start to summer!

May 26th, 2008 | All Poems, Bodily Function Poems | No comments

Disproportionate Body Parts.

Huge body, Teeny tiny head, Gigantic melon, Floppy feet, buck teeth, Ears of Beelzebub, Hunched-back, Mother-fucker.

Hey, Happy Mother’s Day, Mo Fos.

May 11th, 2008 | All Poems, Bodily Function Poems | No comments

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