James McLain

Gold Star - 57,906 Points (1958 - / From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By)

Dug Up - Poem by James McLain

I can only dig you up
so high
then down you come
again to the ground.

Yes you are imorale
but not a slut.
Marbles
they sound as they do.

When your pelvis it does
as my want
as well as you
the deeper I grunt so you
thrust.

Your eyes
when they both become
glazed and cloudy
it rains
I don't come runing I do
what you want.

You are my only slut
but not imorale
so why would I need another?

Listen to this poem:

Comments about Dug Up by James McLain

There is no comment submitted by members..

Robert Frost

The Road Not Taken



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?



Poem Submitted: Monday, October 3, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 4, 2011


[Report Error]