My friend from class wanted to grab an arse,
But she did not know how to do it,
In a crowded place there was loads of space,
So she went straight right at it.
They went to a sari shop, but she couldn’t stop,
The feeling she had inside her,
So she looked at the hunk and grabbed a chunk,
Of the arse he carried behind him.
Pothys was the name of the place,
Oh my God ,what a disgrace,
The dude is cheap and in our class ,
Yet she wanted to grab his arse.
The people around then looked and smiled,
At my friend who had gone wild,
She was all out dirty and full on charge,
Laughing and enjoying that massage.
Happy about it she turned and stood,
He smiled at her cause he felt so good,
Of that huge grab that came out right,
He was wanking it off all that night.
3 comments:
Didn't expect you to post the explicit content! And, I need a special mention...for the title...lol!
so real....so romantic...!!!
i suspect that u spied on them to poetically recall a real life account.
i guess shud watch my back henceforth.
bravo..good wrk..grt gossip...!
keep it goin....!
To MRINAL-
All thanks to Mrinal cause he was the one who came up with the title based on which i wrote the poem. He was also the one who made up the fake story based on which the theme of the poem was constructed.
Cheers dude!!!
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