Arse Poems - Poems about Arse

narcissists with huge egos slither and slink ~ hmmm, what would Rumi think a sly smile on their lips, thinking it's a disguise ~ not from many eyes having an overly aggressive attitude ~ it's just plain...Read the rest...

**** Hat The American was an **** hat A real screw ball idiot Who didn’t care what people thought She did this and that what she wanted A new tattoo left nipple coloured dark green Right ear extended elf like Having sex...Read the rest...

"****" F you if you drop your "R's" because then friend becomes fiend...Read the rest...

running in the groove needle follows at speed hear the record skip as the needle slices through my lump Dying in vinyl crevice oil slick sides unable to climb needle coming round again jumping for the last time...Read the rest...

She would not understand specificity If it bit her in the ****, If it smacked her in the eye, or if it Rolled her around in a bed. “All green-eyed people have fat legs,” she says. What about her? I...Read the rest...

Some use hemorrhoid cream on their face In my eyes,it is not the right place But they ‘pile’ it all on Till the tube is all gone I won’t use our tube just in case Just imagine if you’d...Read the rest...

I had a friend who’s grandfather died someway The government stole his home away For his grandmother had Alzheimer’s disease Think not for herself anymore if you please So they stole her home to pay for her care Don’t...Read the rest...

Society – me **** Society, the straight jacket of “socially” acceptable mores, condemning all to a “one size fits all living coffin. Social “mores”, cultural cudgels of “independent thought”, ballyhooing the wonders of our differences until Society’s sycophancy rears its...Read the rest...

Tough in spending even in abundance of resources Indifference shown to priority of any needed purchase Giving is rendered a gruesome punishment to mankind Hall of famer to the accuracy of the expression of feelings Tight fisted, closed minded...Read the rest...

I understand that getting old Is just a stage we pass But can anybody tell me What happened to my ****? It used to be quite lively And a distance from the ground Ashamed to say it though I am It used...Read the rest...

From poetaster to poet-ass This ain't no leaf of grass. Walden's pond is a stinking morass And love is but blaring brass. No Elysian fields lie yore And the meadow is a blooming bore. Nature is reduced to God's...Read the rest...

Shall I compare thee to your mother's ****? Thou aren’t more lovely, but more flatulent. Rough winds do shake it; and bring on a farce And all her clothes hath all too short a rent Sometime too hot-headed of...Read the rest...

nine rare **** lickers In Kim’s windows Sitting on thorns Ah.....Sew! poem by Deborah Guzzi (Contest)...Read the rest...

When the skydiver leapt from his plane What he saw below to his great disdain Were 'gators flexing their jaws ...Read the rest...

My mother always told me growing up “Don’t let your humming bird **** get Your alligator mouth in trouble” I never thought anything about it then I took it as a warning not to say what was on my...Read the rest...