One from the porn archives

[Mark]

Midge and Billy Wood
Owned a B&B motel
Along came a gal
An ex of Billy’s pal
That was the bond
Jo was her name
But what was her game
She was big and blonde
Long and lean
A belly-ring in between
Her plastic tits
And the lower bits
Midge had no trust
Billy Wood had lust
Jo had no cash
Or a place to crash
It was time to drink
And not to think
Playing the blues
And sinking booze
Midge saw no point
And rolled a joint
While Billy and Jo
Put on their show
Jo was a flirt
Billy lost his shirt
He was being a tool
Threw Midge into the pool
She climbed out
With an angry shout
And went inside
To hide
With a soggy hairdo
Next thing he knew
Jo hit the water
Like a preacher’s daughter
He followed after
With a bellow of laughter
Jo was nude
Ready for rude
Billy had a boner
His wife was a stoner
So he slipped it in
A snatch of sin
Jo was a moaner
He was a groaner
As they frothed about
Midge came out
Racking a round
A shotgun sound
Billy couldn’t stop
He had to pop
Jo screamed with fear
Into his ear
Tried to get him off and out
Billy held tight
As she put up a fight
He had no doubt
That his big fat knob
Would finish the job
It was like a mermaid rodeo
As they splashed and slid
While the neighbor’s kid
Sent a YouTube video
And as Billy unloaded
The shotgun exploded.

 

[Colm Roe]

This obviously doesn't require an in depth critique, it is what it is. 
It is funny, and the finish was (pardon the pun) very satisfying. 
It's nice to have the occasional light poem punctuating the board. 

 

[Tracy Mitchell]

I believe this is an excerpt from Billy the Bouncer -- right?
Phoenixed itself, it did, from
CPT-2 --- you bet Mark, yeah -
I seen it through
this troubadour's tale 
'far anyways, as I could
all there was sayable then
about Midge and Billy Wood.
Now I say it again
a major endeavor 
dogging this tale forever -- 
the odyssey rolling good
of Midge and Billy Wood,
pulled low the hoodie
conceal a Midgie, and 
ultimately for the story --
a Willie Woodie. 



 

[Mark]

Thanks T. Yes, Billy returns... Sorry, been blazing away at work for last 3 weeks non-stop, long long hours to finish a big project (while taking on other jobs) ... brought it in 1 hour ahead of deadline on Friday... phew, I need a rest. My crew are all Zimbabweans, and I've learned how to bark a few phrases in Shona, all mushed up with Xhosa and English as a kind of fanagalo.    

[Mark]

And also thanks to Colm for read and comment, sorry.