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April Flurry

Being Santa

Birthday

Brush Strokes

Byronic

City of Dreams

Cook and Drive

Do A Little, Leave A Lot

Ed Cases

Egg

Girl With One Track Mind (Sexhunters)

Glory Sealed

Haiku Firework

Hangover

Holiday Camp

I Fell in Love on the Northern Line

I Fought The Law and I Won

Jack Dove (Canto 1)

January Blue

Job Sonnet

Jury Service

Letter to February

Lewes (Till I Die)

Loving You

Madhouse

Meat Elegy

My Best (Wasn't Good Enough)

Odd Ends

Our Neighbours

Ownsome Valentine

Persian Sailing

Probably Not

Road Kill

Salsa

Saturday Night at the J H Tavern

Slam Door

Smoke In The Night

Snowscape

The Fight

The Last Word

The Liger

Whilst on Lose Hill

Women


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Arses by Ali Bongo junior

Follow your senses, or follow mine,
To the place where a million moons do shine,
Past the rivers and trees and grasses,
Come and look at the beautiful arses.

Apples and pears are nice to taste,
But I prefer a fruit just below the waist,
I am always happy to make a pass
At some healthy girl with a nice big arse.

Some people might as well be completely blind,
It's like they are they out of their mind,
Frankly it's a total farce
When people don't appreciate an arse.

If they're closed then open your eyes,
Behold that jewel on the crown of the thighs,
It is a thing that God will never surpass,
The pinnacle of creation - the arse!

Posted: 2 June 2006. Copyright: Ali Bongo junior
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