lucygraywoolff

February 20, 2011

The Spandex Brigade

Filed under: the bike boys and their after-ride joys — lucygraywoolff @ 12:40 pm

Do tell

Have you seen them

Their [flowery] perfume smell.

Every one a bender

A lender

Of penis

Bruce,

He courts a spicy smell….Spruce

Jerome,

Left his brain at home

Ruari

And Regi

Who resembles a veggie

A southg american 16 year old

sender

Of I’m waiting

Anticipating

Your next move.

Oh, my

My

Fly

Boy

You fit

Snug

as a bug

In a rug

In my groove!

How I approve.

Don’t toy

With me

None too bright!

Wheeling

Dealing

Battling with smog

And carbonised fog

Neat clad bums wiggling

Penises nestled, wriggling

They resemble

Ballet dancers in tight

Black tights

Bums hoisted high

A  ridiculours sight

Most look a fright

With alien goggles

The Milk Race begins

They dont care who wins

Their prize is in the afterlight

Of a black satin bed

In darkest night!

 

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1 Comment »

  1. Done it again girl
    This is brill!

    Comment by lucygraywoolff — February 20, 2011 @ 12:41 pm


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