To you, Mr Graceless Kelly
I would walk a mile in stiletto heels
I’d cook you all your everning meals
If only you would be my butch.
I would crawl a mile across broken glass
I’d let you fuck me in the ass
If only you would be my butch.
I can’t believe you’re really straight
Your husband’s just your friend, a mate
Come Mr Kelly, be my butch.
Another fan of the graceless kelly man.
Gina
Is that an axe I see, Gina,
On your upper arm there, Gina
Your white vest is to me, Gina
A symbol of lilberty, Gina
Bound you aren’t, Gina
By the dratted conventions, Gina
Bound 2, is it coming out soon, Gina?
by Kate from Camden
Candybar Crush
I saw her small, she was, playing pool
she moved the queue, like a girl after my own heart
she stabbed at the ball, one after the other they flew
down holes
giving me ideas
i looked her up and down
her white vest, fluorescent, matching my crazy heart
beating like the drum and base over head from the bose
“you wanna baileys and coke” i say?
“no” she says back, snarling over the 8 ball
“I want you”
helen, margate
little jill porner
little jill porner
was a right little horner
eating her muff all day
along came a rider
and shat down beside her
and spoiled poor little jills day
Carol, Chelsea
lesvos holiday
Oh Greece and her ancient seas
her temples to Zeus and Artemise
The Parthenon has Athena asleep at her feet
as the Gods gambol, their nectar so sweet
And in silence I pay tribute to
Diana the God of the hunt
as I wander the seashore and stare at cunt.
Renee, B’ham
However
I am tall I am not
I am cold I am hot
I am fast I am slow
I am lesbian dont you know
I eat veg I eat meat
I run backwards up the street
I like rain I eat snow
I am lesbian dont you know
I am mother I am son
I weigh nowt I weigh a ton
I drink guiness I love blow
I am lesbian dont you know
However……
I am not very sure
If I like it anymore
Fran, Norfolk
Peace
Peace, piece of piss
Please, Mr Bush
please peace me!
Beryl, Hollywood
