Wednesday, 4 October 2023

new poems

 

 

Friend

My name is Bulbol Gout Man

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mouse Cat

The client went on about how fraud hit the revenue

A single case of fraud could be bad

Costing thousands in dollars by criminals

Take the Mobile Application on cell phones

This was for business owners to take calls on

Separating them from personal calls

 

On the upmarket plan it was text capable

With unlimited SMS text messages

It was a free service but if 10,000 were sent

In a single day that cost something

 

If enough of such fraud cases were done

It cost the company hugely in lost revenue

It took time to find out if a new user was a fake

Doing fraud before their account was cancelled

 

Even if it took 48 hours to stop them just imagine

How many thousand text message could be sent

On 1 upmarket business account Mobile App

 

Its ease of use on a cell phone was a drawback

It allowed scammers to call up for a new fake account

Using a stolen credit card to pay

 

The 30 dollar activation fee for the service

That started immediately with a free 14 day trial

Perfect for nifty social engineering fraudsters

There were hundreds of them all being smart

We all had to be smarter to thwart them

How exactly do you do that?

It was cat and mouse

 

 

 

China Computer

The laptop was made in the usual place

It was substandard crap designed to fail

With a charger that worked half the time

With a screen that was only half bright

With a keyboard only half sensitive

With a mouse that was half frozen

With a speaker that was only half loud

You get the idea of this piece of junk

Nothing but crap sold by the million

Mass produced throwaway rubbish

Soon to be dumped in the landfill!

 

 

 

Wassup!

B21 going to Shanghai

Full bomb bay of bombs

Ready to fucking unload

Old skool free fall bombs

A Yankee gift to the turtles

Especially good if CCP turtles

Teach them a lesson

Whack amole style bop boom bomb

Oh what fun wassup!

B21 going to Shanghai

Coming back empty

Do it all again


 

 

 

Sunday, 24 September 2023

dusgusting poems haha

 

 

 

Anal Mucus

The alternative man liked an anal massage

Getting his sphincter muscle lovingly relaxed

This allowed his anal mucus to flow with love

Every time he took a dump in the royal throne room

Pushing a curly big turd with S turns in it out

Plopping into the bowl like a fish back in a pond

The masseur did the best butt massage

It was only money and it all got soothed

Green enjoying his bung hole massage

Making sure he produced mucus to shit

That and regular sphincter muscle work outs

With a big black dildo and American butt plug

 

 

 

Arse Hat

The American was an arse hat

A real screw ball idiot

Who didn’t care what people thought

She did this and that what she wanted

A new tattoo left nipple coloured dark green

Right ear extended elf like

Having sex with 70 year old men

Just for the Hell of it

Not to get their cash

A real arse hat gal

She was a local character

One whom people detested

Crossed the road to avoid

Yet she was smart could argue

On vague stupid topics

Her real name was Dawn

In reality they called her slang

Names unprintable here

She’s the arse hat gal

Full of crap a real lunkhead

Imagine if you were her

So full of arse hat shit!

 

 

 

Dead Head

Some are hard to work with

Others are easy to deal with

Some are real pains in the fucking arse

I know many like this

Both male and female

They bug you like a sore toe

Try not to give them credit

For being a pain in the arse

This is what they want

Makes them do it more

Never ever stopping

Till you shoot them dead

A bullet in the head

 

 

 

Script

Zoom zoom goes the car with drug dealers

Being chased by the cops in a spotted deal

The exchange was spotted by the police

Who gave chase six shooters drawn

Firing at the fleeing BMW that sped away

Bullets zinged into it others were fired back

It was a right cowboys and Indians time

Just like a movie film with John Wayne

Who will win the cops or dealers?

It’s just like a films script but real


Friday, 15 September 2023

sex and violence themed new poems hehe \M/

 


Putin's Game

See how the tank drives over dead and live Russian soldiers

It seems to enjoy going back and forth over their bodies

Pulping the red bloody squashed ruined bits of humans

Another interesting atrocity in Putin's luscious war

It's like the tank is unmanned and seeks out Russians

Going Hell for leather to kill them to bring victory

What other bad things will happen in Putin's game?

 

 

 

Train Track Fucker

The gal fucks teenage boys by the train tracks

The thrill of being caught hurt spotted arrested killed

Rushes thru her like the randy lads’ spunk

A wonder she never caught any STDs

Or got pregnant or raped or killed by them

She had some skills other than fucking

Being able to read their behaviour and minds

In her 21 years she’d fucked thousands here

The ages didn’t matter for legal reasons

Down by the grotty dirty British Rail tracks

A couple of times train drivers stopped

Not to report her but to fuck her!

Her pussy was a leisure centre

Skinny fat ugly handsome it was fine

She fucked them all by the train tracks

Her pussy working overtime a machine!

 

 

 

When Aroused

Staci was the first to suck my cock

And also the last to suck my cock

She shared so many fantacies with me

Most of which are illegal or frowned upon

Swinging group sex wife swapping was normal

The extreme stuff was quite conservative

You should’ve seen what else they did

So they never got bored Staci showed me

She was quite a gal who acted normal

Except in bed or when aroused

One day I’ll tell her story

 

 

 

Legend Gal

Daddy finger daddy finger where are you?

Inside mummy making her cum

You should’ve seen them at it

Getting it on she came 40 times

In the space of 3 hours a machine gun

She was sure she could fuck an army

Her plan was to seduce the top General

And do just that the following weekend

Last week she screwed the entire milk factory

She was a certified nympho and a legend

 

 

 

Lethal brown mass, shit!/engulfs Red Chinese leader/dirty commie dead!

 

 

 

Is Love

What to write a story of?

A story of a gal of a gal of them meeting

Falling in love falling out of love

Falling back into love falling off a bridge

Of violent effects of physics

Bioligical love outlasing broken bodies