Sunday 1 December 2019

Gatoros and Crocos: Lower Case Murky Poems and Ditties Nick Armbrister poems


boxing
the guinea pig sleeps in a purple box
the artillery shells are stored in a brown box
the beer tins are chilled in a blue box
the false teeth are placed in a clear box
the nuclear reactor rests in a concrete box
the corpse rests in a wooden box
the tramp lives in a cardboard box
the black dog hides in an iron box
the laser gyro functions in a crystal box
the magician escapes in an iron box
the fire burns in an insulated box
the prisoner rots in a wire box
the alien hides in a plausible deniability box
the box is in a box in a box in a box in a...



cocpis
if you cum i will kill you
said the whore to her client
just before she sucked his dick
with a pistol aimed at his head
the poor guy was terrified
he was ready to shoot his load
and get his fucking head blown off!
all the while the whore kept on sucking
and pointing her cocked pistol



bigger than jesus!
there is a blockage up my fucking arse
not even a big black n@#$%r’s dick will budge it
something big and black will pop out of my butt

a big black baby ten times bigger than any black cock
a butt plug from the depths of my bowels
put there by something i ate nom no nom!
Who is to know what’s inside

it’s in perfection mode right now
stopping me having a shit but it’s fine
i keep on eating 5 square fat bastard meals a day
breakfast dinner tea supper and more
till something pops out of my hairy english arse

the bowl will shudder and break
as i shit a nuke down from my tubes
so get ready for my turd is coming
this coming will be bigger than jesus
and smell like fuck!



fly
come and fly with me, girl under the sun above the clouds and be one with me.
hold tight as we go full speed, five hundred and ninety miles an hour, we, a black blur
of streamlined beauty in the huge vista of the sky, our sky, forever more.

you are with me as we loop the loop, feel the g-force as i hold you as reassuringly as i would, our horizon shifting sky becoming our new earth.
up the circle, i hear you call my name, scream in excitement.

upside down now as we curve round –
my beautiful airplane is lost when compared to you and your ethereal presence behind me…



cindy
cindy the raunchy hippy gal gets it on
with her 22 year old toy boy lover
he called round at hers' and grinded her
covering her neck with love bites
and filling her with his seed
while she rode him hard
and used and abused his body
both of them deserved it
for it was what they were
a willing young buck stud
with his older sexy activity partner
drink was involved cider style
mixed with wine and vodka
and fruit juice with ice
some of which found its way
onto her body for erotic purposes
like ice on her nipples
and also banana cream on her pussy
while he licked kissed and bit
her at every single place
with each opportunity he got
more experience for him
and another notch for her
the aging fun loving hippy
who'd fucked a thousand men
and two hundred men
in her debaucherous liberal life




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