Sunday, June 19, 2011
Parney and His Money
The boy Parney, he came to me one night and he said, "I'll give you two shillings to spend the night, lil missy, will you come?"
What! Does he think a two bob bit could get him me? Huh! What an uppity ol' fella, I can hear the coins jingling in his pocket and all he offers me is two shillings!
But he got me on a good night, all right. My baby's cold and there's not one drop of milk left. No bread. No honey. No nothing left to feed the two of us. Yes, I gave old boy Parney his night. Along with a couple of his boys. For more than two shillings. So don't go calling me a whore. I don't come that cheap.
-TheChinaMan
Labels: could we bed for more, please?
Sunday, June 12, 2011
When they said cherries were the sex, they were wrong.
The first time I laid eyes on you, there was only so much I could do to succumb to the urge to
:
grab you
twist you
hug you
fuck you
squeeze you
nip you
lick you
wreck you
please you
hold you
feel you
remember you
forget you
love you.
-TheChinaMan
Labels: love is murder (of my heart)
Friday, June 3, 2011
The Beast and its Feast
The beast howled, awakened with hunger.
Its nostrils flared with instinctive fury
The muscles on its back tensed and tightened,
Ready to pounce and attack.
It bared its teeth, gums naked to the eye
snarling and growling.
A feast was placed in front of its eyes
but it was dissatisfied with the service.
No red and white? No, no, that will not do.
Fury was in its eyes
It sprung towards its prey,
and just as the beast was ready to clamp shut its mouth,
the waiter came with her sauce and she was satisfied.
- ThePig
