Hussy
Hussy gets onlike a house in fire,
rise every roaster's desire.
Hussy is a disaster,
many cur will suffer.
Say It Again
"Silky"
Say it again, honey
The Glance
I noticed it,
but I can't believe it.
The glance in a minute.
Worse
I went out of tercet,
and go to quatrain.
Then I wish I could write a couplet.
Crack On the Strain
They are coy, coward and crabby.
None of them is chubby,
but all are stinky and smelly.
Old Nick
They are wicked.
But they look plain moderate.
I should start the engine now, and accelerate.
The Sun Shines
Why does the sun go on shining,
don't she know the stars glow,
at night where the moon shores.
Her Tutankhamun's Ring
Wild pink blouse,
with Tutankhamun's ring,
there Aisha swings.
