Sex Poems

roses are red, pickles are green 
i love your legs and whats between 
i like your style i like your class 
but most of all i like your ass 
 
 
im a cool girl, in a cool town 
it takes a real mother fucker to put me down 
kissing is a sport 
fucking is a game 
guys get all the pleasure 
girls get all the pain 
 
 
the guy says i love you 
you belive its true 
9 months later, 
he says the hell with you 
the baby is a bastard 
the mother is a whore 
all this wouldnt have happened 
if the rubber wouldnt have torn 
 
 
sex is when a guys comunication 
enters a girls information 
to increase the population 
for a younger generation 
do you get the information... 
or do you need a demonstaration 
 
 
roses are red 
violets are corney, 
when i think of you 
ohh baby i get horney, 
eat me, 
beat me, 
bite me, 
blow me, 
suck me, 
fuck me, 
very slowly, 
if you kiss me 
dont be sassy, 
use your tounge 
and make it nasty!!!!