poemranker ::Replying

ReplyTo a comment on Army Dock (Bangcock in July) (Free Curse) by Rug by <{Baba^Yaga}>.

zodiac20 Jun 2004

Navel Beer (Pee spurts) by Mug

Once I spilled beer in Ann (or Nancy) Wilson's
Stupendous belly-fat. Man, I could hear the ocean
In that filthy crease, and I beg your pardon,
But it caused me immediately to become fully hardened
(At the Olive Garden.)

So she blew my gusset under the non-smoking table
(As I imagined she was Mammy and I was Clark Gable,)
Thinking later there'd be rimming and some reckless felching,
Half aghast that schlitz and cellulite could cause such squelching.