Why Seven the end
Apr 22, 2009 iThoughts
Maybe Grumpy could fix Snow’s sexual slump
But in the sheets Miss White felt a lump
…..From the awful smell
…..Snow could tell
In the bed Grumpy had taken a dump
Sleepy couldn’t stay awake to please her
But Snow didn’t let that faze her
…..While Sleepy slept soundly
…..Snow changed the batteries
And ended her week with her vibrator
Why Seven Cont’d
Apr 13, 2009 iThoughts
Happy slipped next to sleeping Snow before dawn
Snow awakened and agreed with a yawn
…..First lots of foreplay
…..Then ole Snow in dismay
As Happy handed her a strap-on
Snow thought sex with Bashful would be a trip
A shy dwarf could really be very hip
…..Things started out fine
…..Then swiftly declined
When Bashful brought out the whip.
to be continued…
Tags: children’s literature, funny, limerick, poem, poetry
Why Seven cont’d
Mar 22, 2009 iThoughts, Uncategorized
With Sneezy on top Snow happily moaned
The drawf proved where his name came from
…..On her big Snow White bust
…..Cocaine he did dust
He sniffed, and sneezed and then did come.
Seeing Dopey nude, Snow broke into song
It seems the dwarf had one very large dong
…..To Snow’s delight
…..It got even better that night
Because Dopey could go all night long!
to be continued…
Tags: children’s literature, funny, limerick, poem, poetry
An Historic Day and Poetry
Jan 20, 2009 iThoughts
It was an historic day today, a proud day for Americans. It was reported that almost 2 million people crowded in to view the inauguration of our first black president. It was an impressive ceremony. President Obama’s speech was as always eloquent. He has brought optimism to these uncertain times. And I was surprised to see that he is a lefty. And I thought the news coverage was well done. From the camera shots to the commentary it was all very respectful and informative.
However I didn’t get the poem. I am sure the poet is a very nice lady. But, what was that? For me a poem should rhyme somewhere. For example Edgar Allen Poe’s The Raven: Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary. It should be a bit lyrical and concise. I have written poems. One of my early works appears below. Enjoy.
A lady at lunch very nice
Found the bread basket did entice
…..The baguette she did butter
…..And with no words being uttered
She stuck it in the wrong orifice.
Tags: deborah rheuban, inauguration, limerick, poem, poetry