Knickers
Knickers are cute
knickers are fun
they cover my do, do
and hide my big bum!
Some lacy
some saucy
some pink
and some black,
I try them all on,
then sneak them all back!
My wife doesn't know
that I try on her drawers
I hope you don't tell!
I won't do it no more!
poem by Ruth Walters
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Were Your Knickers In a Twist
Did you purposely,
Block my access?
So I can stay away,
From my assets?
If this is the way it's gonna be...
You get not one more kiss from me.
Did I do something,
That would get you upset?
I don't know what I did,
To start up your mess.
You know I'm free of dialogue!
Were your knickers in a twist,
And this pissed you off?
I don't know what I did,
To start up your mess.
Did I do something,
That would get you upset?
You know I'm free of dialogue!
Were your knickers in a twist,
And this pissed you off?
Did you purposely,
Block my access?
So I can stay away,
From my assets?
If this is the way it's gonna be...
You get not one more kiss from me.
Did I do something,
That would get you upset?
I don't know what I did,
To start up your mess.
You know I'm free of dialogue!
Were your knickers in a twist,
And this pissed you off?
I don't know what I did,
To start up your mess.
Did I do something,
That would get you upset?
You know I'm free of dialogue!
Were your knickers in a twist,
And this pissed you off?
Were your knickers in a twist
Were your knickers in a twist
Were your knickers in a twist
And this pissed you off?
pissed you off
pissed you off
And this pissed you off?
Were your knickers in a twist,
And this pissed you off?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Outrageous
I went to church without knickers,
I said my hello's to the Vicker,
the service, it could have been worse
and I didn't care much for the weather.
I wanted to be so outrageous
and wanted to be so risqué,
however it would have been better
had I'd told everybody that day.
If I'd told all those prudish old men
that my knickers were home in the bin
that my bottom was bare
oh how they'd have glared
and my funny bone tickled again.
poem by Ruth Walters
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no knickers
pink bottom, crinkled
boy's eyes, wide!
quote by by Ruth Walters
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I don't take myself seriously any more. Sometimes I just garden in my knickers and platform shoes.
Pink
Pink is the new Black.
Salmon shirt for your office, goes well this season with that tie.
Father's Day gift from Macy's or did you find out from GQ.
No, it was your wife who told you.
It doesn't matter, we laugh at you all the same for wearing Pink.
poem by John Kipling Lewis
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I've taken my knickers off. My friends told me my panty line was visible, so I went without.
quote by Helena Christensen
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There are moments to indulge and enjoy, but I always know when it's time to go home and wash my knickers.
quote by Kate Winslet
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pert behind
peering out of a too short skirt
the flimsiest excuse of a knickers
haiku by Dónall Dempsey
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I'm just looking for that moment to drop my Jedi knickers and pull out my real light saber.
quote by Ewan McGregor
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I'm always the girl at the party who, within five minutes, has taken my heels off, hitched up my dress in my knickers, and probably spilt drink down my cleavage.
quote by Sadie Frost
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Pink Pink
pink pink
Confirmed that it was armed
pink pink
Was right to be alarmed
pink pink
Ensured that nought was harmed
pnk pink
Steady hand and mind
pink pink
Micro-chip designed
pink pink
The password was declined
pink pink
Another course to take
pink pink
Caution not to shake
pink pink
Captivity a mistake
pink pink
Beads upon the brow
pink pink
Experience the how
pink pink
No chance to turn back now
pink pink
Be certain not to slip
pink pink
One last wire to snip
pink pink
Two hearts that skip a beat
penk penk
The sound that gives a lift
penk penk
Time to collect the gift
penk penk
The robbery will be swift
poem by Chris Dawson
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A Case Of Edible Underwear (Adult)
This comes with a Public Health Warning
as not suitable for children under the age of twenty 0ne.
“My dear Holmes this case is very puzzling as the young lady in question is not dead.”
“Just a simple case of edible knickers my dear Watson.”
“But how do you know that Holmes? ”
“Elementary dear Watson, elementary. As you can see by the teeth marks on her bum.”
“By Jove! Your right Holmes, I didn’t see that! ”
“And my dear Watson there is also you will notice the chew marks on what is left of the knickers.”
“Who would do some fiendish thing like that? ”
“A rampant lover who loved the chocolate flavour. Do you see dear Watson he has only left the skid marks. We are after someone who loves his chocolate.”
“I see Holmes, but the question remains who is he? ”
“This is where the games a foot dear Watson. The Butler is responsible.”
“The Butler, Holmes. How did you deduce that? ”
“Elementary dear Watson, elementary. He was the only one of the suspects who had chocolate on his chin.”
2 May 2008
poem by David Harris
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I have loads of underwear, but only wear the bras because I never wear knickers.
quote by Katie Price
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Furry Bear
If I were a bear,
And a big bear too,
I shouldn’t much care
If it froze or snew;
I shouldn’t much mind
If it snowed or friz—
I’d be all fur-lined
With a coat like his!
For I’d have fur boots and a brown fur wrap,
And brown fur knickers and a big fur cap.
I’d have a fur muffle-ruff to cover my jaws,
And brown fur mittens on my big brown paws.
With a big brown furry-down up to my head,
I’d sleep all the winter in a big fur bed.
poem by Alan Alexander Milne
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All in the game
At 3 she'd practice curtseying,
in the garden, by the tree.
At 5 she'd dance so daintily
like a fairy, all carefree.
At 7 she'd sing loud and clear
and didn't care if people jeered.
At 12 she'd do the ‘cha cha cha '
and try to act like her mama.
At 14 she'd try on old clothes
she'd find in mama's fine wardrobe.
At 15 she'd wear nylon stockings
and prance about to be so shocking!
At 19 she'd buy high heeled shoes
and lipstick too for man appeal.
At 21 she'd wear the lot
with her cute figure, why ever not.
At 25 she was a bride
and looked so gorgeous, dressed in white.
At 32 she'd preen and then
she'd struggle with high heels again.
At 42 her waist had thickened,
she'd prise herself into tight knickers
At 52 she'd heave and puff,
looking tip top had become quite tough.
At 63 she'd given in
and taken to a bottle of gin.
And at 75 she'd forgotten why
but wished she could do it all again!
poem by Ruth Walters
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Eye 4 An Eye (Silencer Mix)
Even now in heaven
There were angels carrying savage weapons
An eye for an eye...(for an eye...)
A tooth for a tooth...(for a tooth...)
Run, run, run,
But you sure can't hide...(hide...hide)
An eye for an eye...(for an eye...)
A tooth for a tooth...(for a tooth...)
Run, run, run,
But you sure can't hide...(hide...hide)
Is that room been fit to earth?
Doesn't help the ??? to grow sunshine?
Is this darkness all you'll take?
Have you'd passed through this life?
Run, run, run, but you sure can't hide...(hide, hide...)
Where you're going you're not coming back from
Run, run, run, but you sure can't hide...(hide, hide...)
An eye for an eye...(for an eye...)
A tooth for a tooth...(for a tooth...)
Run, run, run,
But you sure can't hide...(hide...hide)
An eye for an eye...(for an eye...)
A tooth for a tooth...(for a tooth...)
Run, run, run,
But you sure can't hide...(hide...hide)
This grain evil
Where is it come from?
Had still the end of the world?
Who's doing this?
Who's killed us?
Marking us with the sign of the holy mighty man
Run, run, run...(run, run...)
Run, run, run...(run, run...)
An eye for an eye...(for an eye...)
A tooth for a tooth...(for a tooth...)
Run, run, run, but you sure can't hide...(hide...hide)
An eye for an eye...(for an eye...)
A tooth for a tooth...(for a tooth...)
Run, run, run,
But you sure can't hide...(hide...hide)
(An eye for an eye...)
Are you righteous?
(A tooth for a tooth...)
Kind?
(Run, run, run but you sure can't hide...)
Does your confidence lie in this?
(An eye for an
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Broken people
I know them from an old photograph-
my father sits on a stump in knickers
stern father by his side
mother in black and white
scattering chicken feed
I remember my father drove us to
the island where he is buried
parked in front of an institution
that reminded me of a prison
a woman in white brought Ann to us
we say her in a hallway
a woman with a placid face
who was somewhere nowhere
he spoke to her in calm tones
she looked beyond
we never met
poem by Walter Durk
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXXXVI: Cover
We cover bitterness with satyr
We cover sadness with smile
We cover happiness with tears
We cover pride with stubbornness
We cover anger with jokes
We cover grudge with loyalty
We cover love with play
We cover lust with generosity
We cover sorrow with toughness
We cover ambition with hard work
We cover hope with pessimism
We cover fear with deniable
We cover dream with horror
We cover shame with sarcasm
We cover lone with rebellion
We cover clueless with boasting
We cover ignorance with invisibility
We cover truth with shadow
We cover trouble with distraction
We cover envy with humiliation
We cover lie with innocence
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Leaving (Limerick)
To the people who visit this place
you ain't part of the same human race
my apologies to
the few normal ones who
have no reason to hide their own face.
As you talk of your greatness and verve
while you hide, since you don't have the nerve
when your punishment hits
you'll come down with the shits
may the Gods give you what you deserve.
I shall NOT single out for attention
certain scumbags, there's no need to mention
as you all know the Devil
will soon stoop to your level
and will take you away for detention.
You are welcome to find some more stuff
and make up some if IT ain't enough
as you eagerly search
for new things to besmirch
human beings, you huff and you puff.
As all cowards and backstabbers do
you will only feel safe in a crew
at the end of your bickers
you will poop in your knickers
like orang-outangs down at the Zoo.
So, in saying my final good bye,
I shall never be asking you why
as you cows belch your gasses
what comes out of cows' asses
will most certainly flavour your pie.
poem by Herbert Nehrlich
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