Dirty Language Poem by Randy Resh

Why, I do simply adore
delicious dirty language
delivered without dressing
coarse and unashamed

I adore elocution expert
riling 'sounding tone for timber
salivant 'lascivious for the falling
riling ravishing raconteur

Master Orator

Why, I like girls with glasses and garters
lingerie lending lascivious language
intentioning rendering luscious
lavender
livid lexiconjoury vivid

fine silk lacing for debasing
delicate dialectics directing me

see?

As she would be, would be
not too demure to play dress-up
while pressing, dressing me down
administering discipline requisite
inciting inflections' affections exquisite

She would love French and physics
with Cabbalistic acrostics
oil paint poison for alchemist
with butterfly ballerina acrobatics

but she must be well spoken, sincere
else fall deaf 'pon mine aching arching ears

She must keep her poet panting
tongue in ear massaging





copyright R. Resh 2007