THREE FUN POEMS

BY SPYTH

Girl on a Plate

There was a kidnapped pre-teen named Kate,
Grabbed by a man who liked girls on a plate.
“If he wants to screw me till I cry,
said she, “I had better comply,”
Or a barbecue skewer is my fate!”

Girl on a Rope

The once was a school girl named Hope,
Who liked to swing by a noose on a rope.
With vibrators in her pussy and bum,
She’d wiggle and kick and cum and cum,
While her father watched and jerked off using soap.

Girl on Tracks

There was a little girl who loved trains,
And loved being tied to the tracks before same.
As the loco made the rails vibrate and buck,
Her man lover would fuck and fuck,
And she hoped that he’d cum before it came.