In spring time fresh flowers are rising
New lambs in the fields – not surprising
In every hedgerow and tree
Lush beauty will surround me
It’s heaven; there is no disguising
Contest: Spring Forward -Debbie Guzzi
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No, no, the drinks are on me I told her
And with each one I was gettin' bolder:
When I woke the next day
Whoa! Well...let's just say
Beauty is in the eye of the beerholder!
There once was a fellow named Bert
Who had always been considered a jerk
Till one day he passed by
With this gorgeous butterfly
One couldn't miss Bert's dirty big smirk
Behold, in life's self-portrait I daresay
how youth and beauty alas fade away!
But as my time so increase
I will paint my masterpiece
and not age a picture of Dorian Gray!
An old man bought her gems and he smiled,
Knowing where they would be in a while...
Sex with a young beauty,
Great legs, boobs and booty.
If he died, he'd be going in style.
There once was guy named Steve
He swam in a pool with Eve
With a frisky smile
He undressed her with guile
In nine months she was to conceive
The nature surrounds us everywhere
In deep running water or high flying air
So we need not to complain
We have to forget our pain
Let's look at natural beauty and stare
Tutti fruity, tutti fruity,
I just made a creamy smoothie,
Full of fruit of all kind,
What a way to just unwind,
My fruit smoothie is a beauty.
Smiles on the faces of the poor
Equality before the law
Land of freedom
Land of great dreams
Once there was a handsome guy called Jack,
wedded a beauty named Jill, dressed in sack.
they went up the hill
to have a night of hell.
Bloody this Jack and Jill song rhymes fake!
Scattered beautifully on our bed are roses
But it's the one that I like that poses
For it attracts in me
My mind and body agrees
Lay down whilst this Highlander proposes
It's my desire to grace a Pink Rose
Scented attraction, attracts my nose
Gardener man in me sees
Scents sensed so wonderfully
Natures stem to the Rose grows
With terrain and angles galore
Nature has objects to adore
But what is this glitch?
A non-working bra hitch
Hides the peaks we want to explore
That look in her Scotsman's eyes
When his darling opened her thighs
Such a welcoming sight
He entered his night
As loving groans mellowed to sighs
i have this friend back in high school
she was known to be one of the most beautiful
people didn't notice it's just her make-up
and when a sudden rain came and wash her face up
poor creature, she was laughed by all
As stripper I wasn’t too proud
A part of my life still in shroud
What gutter’s about
If e’er I had doubt
Put it on came shout from the crowd
On holiday my eyes observed
So tanned and beautifully curved
Her eyes turned to me
Hey! James what do you see?
Patience, you'll receive your deserves
Loose and Hairy
he spent the night roaming her prairie
at sunrise the trip became scary
from under the sheet
stuck two gnarly feet
her beauty turned fat, LOOSE, and HAIRY
submitted to – L&H Limericks – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Catie Lindsey
There once was a woman from Japan
She went by the name of Faye-Lynn
A ninja with beauty
To kill was her duty
Her weapon was seduction of man
The Galaxy; This cluster of stars
The sea; This concealed beauty and scars,
The inevitable suffering, the desired alleviation
All these could be seen through her eyes' nation!
She was a beautiful chaos, more beautiful than Mars.
A competition was held in Bulgaria
to find out which girl's legs were hairier
The winning lassie
beat a huge chimpanzee
and a wiry old Irish Fox Terrier.
An enigmatic Indian beauty from Delhi
Told me that her first name was Anjali
I gave her all my cash
Seven goats and an ass
Then took them back for she was really a fellow
(6th in Contest; Indian Giver by Destroyer Poet)
Limerick: Once a born blind man was promised full sight
Once a born blind man was promised full sight
By an ophthalmologist fully tight
Two slits and dabs all told
Saw in wonderful world –
Beauty Contest: gouged his own eyes outright.
© TWignesan – Paris, 2015
There are so many gorgeous women in the world
How can we choose ONE, that puts us ALL in a whirl
Walk down the street
Many beauties we meet
Wind up with agastopia, my toes they do curl
© Jack Ellison 2015
“agastopia” - admiration of a part of someone's body
It was the sixth wedding for daughter Judy
who was quite plain and hardly a beauty.
Time came to give away the bride
whereupon her Father replied
"five times I've tried--I've done my duty."