Licking Balls In Velvet Fingers Of Grass Poem by Jeffrey Philip Clegg

Licking Balls In Velvet Fingers Of Grass

Rating: 2.8


Oh verdancy! Dear verdancy!
Oh vast expanse of space!
You want Zen?
Where've you been?
This is the time, the place!

Bring your picnic basket
and hard-boiled eggs aplenty
Swing your arms up toward
the clouds
Oh there are so many!

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Now, I've had Women
'Kick' my balls
And make my lil nub quiver.

But, I've had Men
'Lick' my balls
And make the back net shiver.

Actually...

When I lose my balls
I feel rather free

I live on a rubber mat:

I'm a drivin' range

Golf ball

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dawn Mungovan 05 July 2005

A classic Jeff poem that no one else could come up with and pull off. Could never forget this one...

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Kathleen Paul-Flanagan 04 July 2005

I think I actually remember this one....Very interesting, Jeffpoem. It made me laugh and say, 'Only you...' :)

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J P Klegg 04 July 2005

Actually, this one's from 1st go round at fS. Haven't written in weeks...

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Maggie Flanagan-Wilkie 04 July 2005

Glad to see you're writng again. Shall I send the poem back to you?

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