Dear Mr. Butler...or rather, Gerard, I love your muscles, oh-so hard. Your body is so friggin' hot, You devilishly handsome sex-pot Scot. I love your smile, your teeth so white. And your nipples...wow! they're outta sight. Only one thing could make you that much sweeter, And that would be to glimpse your "peter"
No, I'm still hot for Alec's balls. But, sadly, he's not returning my calls. So, until he shows up at my door. I'll just have to be a celebrity whore. But, I promise (though he gets me swoon-y) I will let you have your Mr. Clooney.
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I admit I had to (image-)google this guy and I'm glad I did!
let NaPoMo begin, mr J-fan
Dear Mr. Butler...or rather, Gerard,
I love your muscles, oh-so hard.
Your body is so friggin' hot,
You devilishly handsome sex-pot Scot.
I love your smile, your teeth so white.
And your nipples...wow! they're outta sight.
Only one thing could make you that much sweeter,
And that would be to glimpse your "peter"
JAW fan
April is going to be a good month.
And yet, I sense disloyalty to Alec on the horizon.
No, I'm still hot for Alec's balls.
But, sadly, he's not returning my calls.
So, until he shows up at my door.
I'll just have to be a celebrity whore.
But, I promise (though he gets me swoon-y)
I will let you have your Mr. Clooney.
JAW fan
merci monsieur JAW-fan, merci
You've probably left work early today, and so we won't get to read anything about Chuck Woolery.
Ms Mushrooms, as a poet,do you feel what we are reading here qualifies as "poetry"?
Here, you want poetry...
Ode to a Woolery Man:
A twinkle in the eye,
A knowing glance,
Love Connection
Take a chance,
Larger in size
Than Vivian Vance
Chuckie, please,
Remove your pants.
JAW fan
poetry and beyond, as david st hubbins might have said
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