suanie spouts poetry
Tigerjoe, man-ho extraordinaire moaned that PPS hits today aren’t what they used to be. Me, of course having a blog for no purpose and with no direction decides to take him up on his skewed observations, and in this first of a four part blogglenge (blog+challenge, I dare you to say that 50 times in a row), I present to you:
Suanie’s Poetry
aka Ode to Boobies
aka I-hope-John-Keats-doesn’t-rise-from-his-grave-and-scare-me-to-death
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness!
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun
My bosoms are drooping 25 years in existence
No longer perky like 18 year old lumps
If you’re young you’d better fucking cherish your tits
Splatter age-defying cream and whatnot all over your bits
Better wear a bra if you’re more than an A
Trust me, it pays
Oh boobs of all shapes and sizes
Boobs of spring, summer, autumn and winter
Boobs like apples, oranges, melons and peaches
You’d give a straight man a seizure
Treasure them well, treasure them good
Helps if you have a nice ass to boot
Tigerjoe, I hope you are duly chastened
I bet my poetry gets more than 10 hits, bless ‘em
If I recall you owe me some beer
I’ll collect when I’ve fixed my ear.
-The End-
Tags: boobies, john keats, poetry, rhymes, tigerjoe
perky lumps. wtf wtf.
excellent! such treasures deserve to be immortalised and eulogised
Suanie:
thank you thank you, coming from you that’s as good as winning the pulitzer
Haha did this come from the top of your head?
I thought that this was good advice:
“Treasure them well, treasure them good
Helps if you have a nice ass to boot”
But somehow I like this line the most:
“Boobs of spring, summer, autumn and winter”
What’s wrong with your ear, by the way?
Suanie:
I sort of thought of it when I was in the loo. that’s when me best inspiration comes forth
Hmm sorry for double posting. I just saw the previous post and know now. Take care and get well soon.
Suanie:
thanks!
omg. you pervert. hahahah suddenly i have this vision of suanie going ‘BOOBIE BOOBIES’ with two arms reached out.
Suanie:
I can show u that if u like
Fair maiden, I love your poetry;
Makes you seem all sexy and sultry.
Don’t worry if you wear bee stings for tits;
Having to turn down the lights before you show your naughty bits,
And fear not, if your melons droop;
Just come see me, Dr. Boob.
Suanie
*clap clap applause*
Wow…deliciously beautiful!!
i think i once met thee on a s ribber
we exchanged glances, never took chances
when desi sees boobs, he’s in fever
hence before i dared take the leap
i went out to get me a tape
i have to get it jest right
if the fruit is out of shape
or the squeeze is just not right
PS to poetess: I made The Great Escape.
Poem is half done.
Left to thy imagination mate
Our battle’s already won.
Suanie:
*clap clap clap*
Hmm.
Boobs.
but i love me nip tapes…
best poem evARRRR
Suanie:
I love your nip tapes too
hahaha… got boobs like papayas?
Suanie:
got all sorts and they are all beautiful.
except for this one girl i saw on howard stern on demand, where she had a breast surgery and her nipple came out seriously lopsided
HAhaha suanie’s bacccck!
Suan’s vision of the ultimate boobs.
http://img137.imageshack.us/img137/9286/p40200280fw.jpg
Suanie:
that is an extremely bloated photo of me.
or maybe i do look like that
hmmm
Photo situation: Fireangel is amazed at the sudden spontaneous sprouting of antlers from Suan’s golden crown.
Suanie:
Something so yellow’s gotta breed something
I laughed, I criEd, it became a part of me!
A four-part blogglenge? Sounds interesting.
My titties are teh bomb.
lol @ paul’s link
And I’m glad you ear’s feeling better too.
Suanie:
thanks
it will be better tomorrow
nicely done
I love it
Suanie:
Thanks
I can hear “Islands in The Stream” being sung in the background……
That was beautiful. Simply beautiful.
[Ted dons his beret, snapping fingers and bobbing head a la Beatnik] Whoa, that was theee gas, groooovy hot mamma Su. Reeeeal hep…
[snicker]
Later,
Ted
ROTFLMAO! John Keats will *ahem* erect from the grave! =P