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#h poetry thread
Poems here.

I start.


"hello" the man said with a grin,
his face was in a knot,
"my name is salesman, and i sell gin",
he also sold pot.

"i will sell you toys of all different shapes,
i'll sell you toys that give you the rapes,
i'll sell you vibrators made out of glass,
that feel so nice when they go up your nose."

the woman he was selling to was in shock,
as soon as he whipped out his three inch cock,
she looked down at it with a smile on her lips,
as he began to gyrate his hips.

"your pelvis is nice." she said with a smile,
"thanks" he said, "i'll be here a while "

then salesman slowly began to choke,
"oh no!" he said, "i am having a stroke!"
"whimper" said the woman, as she looked down
"help me pls" salesman said with a frown.

so the woman put a sock over his head.
<~legsol> I wonder what a Down's Syndrome person would do when you tell him he'll get a firetruck when he swims from New York to Australia.