I love my tits

“Jessie, I hope you will post more of your poems, even some that you created many years ago during other stages of your life.” ~wheatgerm

Here you go, wheatgerm.  This is from the 2-months-ago-stage of my life.  Even now, you can still capture the mood….

I LOVE MY TITS

 

I love my tits

I love playing with my tits

I love it when others play with my tits

I like looking at them.

I like them in clothes.

I like them out of clothes.

I like it when others like them in and out of clothes.

I love feeling them jiggle.

They make me giggle.

I love my tits

Thanks for asking, wheatgerm,  now other readers will hunt you down…lol 

Published in:  on July 22, 2006 at 6:59 am Comments (7)

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  1. On July 22, 2006 at 7:39 am wheatgerm Said:

    Thanks for the wry humor so late at night, Jessie (it’s always good to smile and laugh late at night). Actually, the rhythm/beat of your just-posted, seemingly-simple poem reminds me of a Dr. Seuss poem. :-)

  2. On July 22, 2006 at 3:09 pm dave Said:

    Mmm…I love them, too!

  3. On July 23, 2006 at 6:14 am John C Said:

    This poem really does “still capture the mood”. This is a really cute poem. Sure to be a classic.

  4. On July 26, 2006 at 4:37 am Lex Said:

    Well, I didn’t get a real good look at them, but I was impressed with what I saw. I do remember a killer smile though…

  5. On May 23, 2008 at 7:44 pm cody77 Said:

    I wrote the same poem, except it doesn’t involve my tits! :)

  6. On March 6, 2009 at 8:12 pm Michael Said:

    There once was a woman named Yum Yum
    Who had a spectacular Bum Bum
    But, what most gave men fits
    Were her fabulouts Tits
    They were perky, fun to play with and them some

  7. On March 6, 2009 at 8:24 pm jessienotjes Said:

    There was once a man named Michael
    He sometimes rode a bicyle
    He said he lived too far
    He need to use his car
    If not he would blow a ventricle


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