Blunderful

Blunderful

The man was addicted to sex

Lust drove him to do his actions

Each one more intense than the last

Like water incessantly flowing

Washing against the dam wall

Till a hairline crack appeared

This rapidly became a valley

And the dam was breached

Forever broken and ruined

A dam of granite now

Turned into sand and dust

Just like your relationship

With your incestuous sister

Who was jealous of your wife

And your perfect marriage

Now you’ve lost both

Due to your selfish lust

But you still have a cousin

Dear darling first cousin Emma

Who you’ll soon resolutely nail

And manipulate just like the rest

Of your family females

Gatoros and Crocos: Lower Case Murky Poems and Ditties Book 2

Nick Armbrister and other writers

Photo 2

Photo 2
What to do with our enemy?
There's nine hundred and ninety terrs there.
With sore limbs and no toys.
In time, word will get out.
Compromising us in future.

Over the edge!

You four, take three men each.
You know the drill.
The SF guys nodded and trotted off.
It wasn't said but done.
Were they being recorded?

Hopefully.

Would save the SAS a job.
Showing the world what happened to terrs.
Off the cliff one at a time.
Like jumping out of a plane.
Or into a swimming pool.

But with a four mile terminal velocity drop.

Two ex-terrorists are kept.
Prisoners.
Our mission continues.
We'll get back safe.
No one is lost yet.
Nothing will stop us.

For we keep your world safe.

 

Photos

Photos
The larger than life SAS patrol saw the explosions.
They danced and flickered and sang like a drum.
Then silence.

They know we're here.

Later, the SF men came across their enemy.
A thousand angry ragheads.
All lined up and armed for suicide.
The SAS get captured!

World's best captured by muzzahs.

Lined up themselves, a speech is given.
Muzzah leader goes on about Allah and all.
Trooper Captain has a plan: a mad one.

A roll call will be made.

When Rollbottom's name is called, it's time.
He'll drop his trousers and moon his butt!
It'll be cold as they're so high up.

It begins.

Rollbottom?
Here Sir.
He got his chance to shine.
No longer a tour guide for no one but me.
Make us proud, friend.

Moons his butt and dances...

Later. The captured muzzahs, one thousand of them, are stressed.
In an American Gitmo stress position.
There's no escape!
Some do try in a French built Russian 'tank'.

It slides on the ice.

Tumbles off the edge of the mountain.
It's a four mile almost vertical drop to the bottom.
All eyes see the APC fall, becoming smaller.
It bounces a couple of times off cliffs.

Only stopping at the very bottom.

No fire but distant clangs.
No more escapes!
Over the edge with most of their arms.
Later. The SAS mission continues.

GIRLS, GUITARS, GATLING GUNS

Jimmy Boom Semtex

from

Incident Report 74399 2020

JIMMY BOOM SEMTEX

Motorcycle

I rode a bike one time

When I was 17

Never again

They’re dangerous

Year Change

Year Change

Why do I feel that something so bad has happened?

That is because it has happened

The virus ravaging the world

Just like the old films I saw as a kid

Jubilee Videos has the best films

My mum got them for me

Not one was happy or love story

All were war horror death or sex

As Frankie said Relax and Two Tribes

Ultimate sex or total fucking war

Nothing but the year has changed

Hapunang Banoi Gun Position?

Hapunang Banoi Gun Position?

I was hiking a

mountain called Hapunang Banoi. One of the few eagle mountains in the Philippines. It’s one of several almost vertical limestone peaks in the Wawa area. The area was the scene of a bitter battle in World War 2 where American and Japanese troops fought to the death. There were some heavily defended and fortified positions that were fought over.

Over the valley from the limestone peaks the topography is very different. It’s a grassy steep sided mountain with many ridges called Mt Parawagan (Pacawagan old name). And over the next ridge line is its sister hill, Mt Mataba, another green multi summit feature. Both were the scene of battles; Parawagan was openly defended from trenches and positions while  Mataba was full of caves and tunnels.

The Japanese had limited troop numbers and a high number of peaks to defend. They chose to defend the steep green grassy peaks rather than the sheer limestone peaks with their very different geology; why is this? They would have been mountain fortresses requiring multiple air and artillery strikes to subdue the defenders followed by the ground assault.

But all is not what it seems. There are natural caves on the limestone mountains that would give excellent cover and shelter for any Japanese soldiers there. Think of small squads, not an army. On Hapunang Banoi I found a man made feature while climbing it. A small wall of stones, filled in to provide a small level platform. It over looked the Wawa valley, a stunning view. At the top of the small platform was an equally small cave. Today it’s full of empty plastic bottles and trash.

Soldiers could shelter there while their 150mm mortar or Type 42 machine was ready to go when the Yankees came. Is the place a small defensive position? It looks like it but I could be wrong. It’s not a home or general store or storage place. Who knows its purpose? Ideas? As far as I know there are no Japanese positions on this peak.

CC 191 2020 JIMMY BOOM SEMTEX

CC 191 2020

JIMMY BOOM SEMTEX

The Act 1

Lo-Li-Ta took Graham up his bum

An unwilling male and his galfriend

The Lady Boy dropped it into his butt

All the way up with plenty of Lube 2000
For a nice fit hand in glove like
Valentine's Day special butt fuck
Popping his anal cherry in style

A 23mm cannon shell dildo by Lo-Li-Ta
Wang Dang strapped to the Lady Boy
Who was busy pumping away Pegging

And thinking of Thailand and lust
Graham was bound and gagged
It added to the feel of the event
His hole was fully exposed and shafted

Spirited Ele

I left my marbles over by the distant hills

The hill made of brown rock and sand

Not a tree or bush in sight ever

Only rattlers and hawks here

No cowboys or Indians

Timeless lovely place

I belong here

My ghost

Floating

Free

Electric Bill

There is a person called Bill

Electric Bill for the father was drunk

If you can think of it

Then it probably happened

One too many beers

Time with a local gal

The sex was good but forgotten

For both were fucking loaded

9 months later happy mother's day

Electric Bill was born

It doesn't mean he's rich

Or has loads of money

Or is a sparky

But call him Lec

He wants to be an electrician

When he grows up