Okay, someone seems to have thrown down the gauntlet, so I'm joining the fray!:) I hope no one minds, but I guess it's too late now!:)
My longing lingers to this day,
A hidden urge I must hide,
From my family, my friends, my faithful dog,
For were they to know, it is me they would chide.
I peer out the curtains nearly every day,
Hiding my face so my neighbours don't know,
Taking advantage of only myself, watching with discontent,
Half wishing the summer to end, to drive off this longing with the cold winter's snow.
I can hear the bells ringing,
The knocking on every door,
But my domain is down the street,
And by the time they've gone through Frank, Ball, Russell and Kenny there simply are no more.
So I sit and suffer through all this numbing pain,
My stomach growling loudly for the sweet taste of but one of their cookies,
Knowing that I'll prolly have to wait until next year,
To get myself some Girl Scout Nookies.
© Pathos 2005
With the heat of the meat
In the sex of the girl
You can beat on the teat
And give her a whirl.
But cumming ain't all, when having a ball
And filling a Girl Scout's twat.
For it's the making of love that's far up above
And the ejaculation of sperm that it's not.
A squealing young girl might give you a whirl
And make you think sex with her Heaven.
But filling the tummy of a sexy and yummy
Girl Scout will make that same tummy leaven.
So don't get carried away in the heat of the day.
And be careful your sperm where you squirt.
For a Girl Scout so yummy with big swollen tummy
Could make even a pervert's prick hurt.
So when the troop comes around and Girl Scouts are found
On your doorstep trying to sell cookies
Don't get carried away in the heat of the day
And instead buy their Girl Scout Nookies.
For the pleasure and pain just ain't worth the gain
Of sexy young Scout on your dick.
You're better off now, making love to a cow.
Than when inside her your sperm it does stick.
So keep your proud gland in the palm of your hand
And never let it get sticky
With the interior swirl of a Scouting type girl
Sitting on the tip of your dicky.
Far better be jealous of those who would tell us
That screwing a Girl Scout's yummy
Than being a lad with a new in-law dad
Because of the kid in her tummy.
© Frank McCoy 2005
