Ya Krunk'd Floo
Moving with the swell.
Originally posted by Sw33t Ch33ks
Ok I like this guy, and I'm not really that good at poetry, I've written like one or two poems, and I want to give him a poem in a heart shaped box.Nothing that says I love you, cause we're not that far in our relationship yet. Kind of like Syrens- Sweet Anticipation.
If someone could write me a poem and give me the permission to give it to him (i obviously won't tell him its from me. He knows I'm not a good poet) I will love you forever.
Thanks so much!
I apologise for the behaviour of the other 'gentlemen' replying in this thread, Sw33t Ch33ks. I guess chivalry is a bygone quality in this day and age...Yet we call this 'progress'? Hmm...
Anyway, here is a sweet little ode to your future beau...
Promises and Dreams
Suck me, f*ck me, flick my bean.
Screw my little box, but make it clean,
Wash your prick before you dip it,
Then come over my left ***.
Slap my sweet cheeks, as you take me doggy-style,
It will feel so good, if you last just a little while.
If you hit the spot, I'll give you seconds,
Otherwise, another better give you lessons.
I hear the man Krunk could hit my junk,
Plus he moves like silk and has got the funk.
Who's got the funk?
Krunk! Krunk!
Who can hit my junk?
Krunk! Krunk!
Actually, get lost you little twerp, I'm gonna let Krunk get his thing on 'cos dat boy be fiiiiiiiiiiiine. Word.
I hope he likes it, Sw33t Ch33ks. You're welcome.