Anybody want to start a poetry orgy?

What a lovely, very humorous ode to a lovely woman!

I'm about to eat a Reesie Cup...

But I'd rather have a Neci Cup...

I know what you're thinking.

Are you out of your fucking mind, Mr. DeepGreenIdiot??!
The popular Reese's Cup was born in 1928!!
It combines the goodness of Reese's peanut butter
with delicious milk chocolate!
Please put a shirt on and go back
to your sugar candy unicorn forest!!


Hear me out.

Yes, the Reese's Cup is America's favorite
peanut butter cup, and a registered trademark of Hershey, Inc.

You got me there.

But look at the packaging. Orange. Brown.
Solid, but pretty damn boring, actually.

Ever seen a Reesie Cup in a black lace thong
and red corset? Have you?
Ever opened a Reesie Cup to see that it had
painted "fuck" on its candy shell while you were sleeping?
Has a Reesie Cup ever excited you with a memory?
Okay, a few hands. But mostly, no.

The Reesie Cup has a delicious well
of peanut butter in a chocolate shell.

Fine.

But the Neci Cup has 127 different fillings.
At least, that's how many I've counted to date.

If you can bite carefully through the candy shell
of paint
and bravado
and rope (surprisingly tasty)
Photo shoots
Fuck-me boots (well, heels, really, but boots rhymes)
Beer
and
oddly-shy exhibitionism

You never know what the hell
you'll find.

Which is more
Willie Wonka
than Milton Hershey.

A Reesie Cup? Delicious.
But a Neci Cup grants wishes.
 
Sorry to disillusion you about the Mars bar, UYS. Now that I think of it though, Pluto isn't a planet anymore, either.
 
Yeah...Venus, too, right? The goddess of Sexual Healing? Or maybe I'm thinking of Marvin Gaye...
 
:devil:How can anyone have a serious orgy with all this prattle going on in the background?:D


:rose::rose::kiss::kiss::kiss::rose::rose:
 
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"How can anyone have a serious orgy with all this prattle going on in the background?"

Yes, but it's an aroused, throbbing prattle.

:D
 
No Remedy for An Addiction to Remec...

Remec: Remec wrapped in mystery
Like Jim Morrison rolled in black licorice
Mouthwatering master of delights
Dangerously taunting me with deliciousness

Take my hand and be the man
My sex, drug and rock and roll savior
Get us drunk on your fine-fennel madness
Your tongue injecting my mouth with flavor

Tie me up with your black-licorice whips
Make my hands beg, useless for our sins
So that my teeth have to take down zippers
For my tongue to come carving in

Tearing itself up in sweetest sacrifice
To destroy all sanity and clothing yet remaining
On this altar of desire's sweet, disastrous spice
We are sweating, screaming, moaning and straining

Knowing that to you I have become addicted
You pump yourself even harder into my veins
Fulfilling the dark promise of your narcotic ecstacy
Every thrust deeper pleasures laced with pains

Doing our best to break both bodies and bed
Until morning's light so harshly trespasses
Through the lusty carnage of fabric and flesh
To where we are surreally sated behind dark glasses
 
Ladies: Have you noticed that pic of Bluespark?

You know the one I mean, his male cleavage, all dark and downy--now there's a man that understands that seduction happens in between!--that's in his profile. Is it just me or is that a hickey on his lovehandle? If it's not--FYI Bluespark--I'd love to put one there....and maybe a few other places:devil:lol
 
Allright...

I declare this orgy to be officially passed-out unless someone wants to restart it:cool:
 
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