While reliving ‘the daze of his youth’
‘light and love’ was Earl’s way, that’s the truth
ten kids he would sire
as he had ‘balls of fire’
proving he wasn’t too long in the tooth.
His yellow bus ‘on the open road’
took him to ‘Saffron’ with his heavy load
with ‘twelve tickets to ride’
oh! ‘happy days’ she cried
as at ‘heaven’s gate’ they explode.
Now, while ‘some guys have all the luck’
others make do with ‘a musical duck
tour’ for ‘one hundred miles’
while sitting on piles
as ‘jack the rabbit’ thrusts like a buck.
‘On the road again’ through fifty-two States
‘day by day’ he notched up a few dates
he landed ‘three sisters’
who rubbed up some blisters
but ‘dang me’ he just claimed they were mates.
“Isn’t everybody doing it” he said
when he took a ‘street walker’ to bed
no ‘magic night’ sweeter
than ‘rapture’ with ‘Rita’
as ‘love, love, love’ his ‘honey pie’ spread.
It’s the ‘time of the season’ it seems
‘with never ending love’ and hot ‘dreams’
‘like a river’ they flow
‘free’ in ‘no time’ they grow
‘forever more’ ‘the test’ of life’s schemes.
When a man wants a toy for his birthday
to provide him with hours of play
I wonder if Barbie
or a horse from the Derby
would satiate him best on the day.
I am a fine fettled young filly
and though you may think it quite silly
I look good in the nude
and so I conclude
You can ride me all the way to Caerphilly.
‘light and love’ was Earl’s way, that’s the truth
ten kids he would sire
as he had ‘balls of fire’
proving he wasn’t too long in the tooth.
His yellow bus ‘on the open road’
took him to ‘Saffron’ with his heavy load
with ‘twelve tickets to ride’
oh! ‘happy days’ she cried
as at ‘heaven’s gate’ they explode.
Now, while ‘some guys have all the luck’
others make do with ‘a musical duck
tour’ for ‘one hundred miles’
while sitting on piles
as ‘jack the rabbit’ thrusts like a buck.
‘On the road again’ through fifty-two States
‘day by day’ he notched up a few dates
he landed ‘three sisters’
who rubbed up some blisters
but ‘dang me’ he just claimed they were mates.
“Isn’t everybody doing it” he said
when he took a ‘street walker’ to bed
no ‘magic night’ sweeter
than ‘rapture’ with ‘Rita’
as ‘love, love, love’ his ‘honey pie’ spread.
It’s the ‘time of the season’ it seems
‘with never ending love’ and hot ‘dreams’
‘like a river’ they flow
‘free’ in ‘no time’ they grow
‘forever more’ ‘the test’ of life’s schemes.
When a man wants a toy for his birthday
to provide him with hours of play
I wonder if Barbie
or a horse from the Derby
would satiate him best on the day.
I am a fine fettled young filly
and though you may think it quite silly
I look good in the nude
and so I conclude
You can ride me all the way to Caerphilly.
Author notes
Happy Birthday
Titles of Earl's books and poems in '*'
Chain Limerick.
A contest entry
- IT'S ME BIRTHDAY - FOR KINKY ADULTS ONLY! by Swtpoetryman.
700 points, ended September 4, 2008, 9 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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A wicked write Sue/lily otv..this made me laugh. You have a fab sense of humor. I noticed references to Earls poems and books very clever. Just brilliant.
~sugar~ told me to check you out
All the best
Emma


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Fitting and to the "point"
this offering does not beat about the bush but proceeds right to the point even if the participants end up dead beat for birthday celebrations in style

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LOL!!! DID I WRITE ALL THOSE POEMS & BOOKS? HE! HE!
This one had me rolling on me lawn and laughing me sexy as off - which needs cutting by the way (the lawn not me butt) - in me backyard as I read it on me Mac Book Pro - after getting home form work. I'm not sure who this is by, yet - as your identity is hidden from me until after judging - which will be tomorrow - as I am taking the day off - but with all of the clever references to my many pieces and books - I know that it has to be one of me favorite mates! Thanks SO MUCH for entering - and I liked that lines that ended this, too.
I am a fine fettled young filly
and though you may think it quite silly
I look good in the nude
and so I conclude
You can ride me all the way to Caerphilly.
I'll have to take your word about how fine you look into the nude until you cum to me party unclad - of which all me kinky guests will be glad for!
HE! HE!
Love & Peace!
Earl.

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You are a terror! I love your humour my friend and you are very clever with the way you structured this and the perfect word choices used. Bravo!





