A Father's Advice On What Is Right and Wrong

Dad, what is right and 
what is wrong in the world?

Well, son...

the entire universe

is right;

the solar system

is right;

the planet

is right;

the air and oceans

are right;

the plains and forests

are right;

the birds of the air

are right;

the fish in the sea

are right;
and

the animals on the land

are right.

So then, dad, are you
telling me that there is 
nothing that is wrong?

Oh no, son. There is one

thing that is very wrong:

man!

~gj duerrschmidt

Sinful Desserts: Moving Beyond Peach Pie

No longer on

my mind,

nor on my

tongue;

it's an old

song,

no longer

sung.

If asked I’d

not feign

nor try to

deny it,

Yes, I once

felt obliged

to at least

try it;

To learn why

it dropped

men to their

knees,

for a touch,

a sniff, a taste;

the mere

tease.

I tried it all,

however

delightful

or lewd,

and this

simple truth

I do now

conclude:

after sampling

most of life’s

sinful

desserts,

the finest

one found,

doesn’t wear

skirts.

~gj duerrschmidt

A Real Man's Valentine's Day Poem

Okay, so here’s your

Whitman’s box of chocolates,

and mushy Hallmark card.

Now,

let's go strip off all our clothes;

my dick’s already hard!

~ gj duerrschmidt



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Obnoxious Valentine

To feel loved,
have sex,
and
eat chocolates,
are things
I most
adore.

To feel loved,
have sex,
and
eat chocolates,
who could
ask
for more?

To feel loved,
have sex,
and
eat chocolates,
is why I
answered
the door.

Oh, ‘twas not

for you,
my wishful
Valentine;
I'm just horny

and want
some more.

~gj duerrschmidt

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Sensuous Valentine's Day Poem

Match on wick,

scented wax,

yellow-orange

glow;

shadows dancing

on the wall,

candles burning

slow;

spirits pouring,

amber grape,

crystal glass

to lips;

passion rising

in our hearts,

desire in

our hips;

lovers wrestling,

satin sheets,

naked limbs

entwine -

a picture of

the two of us,

if only you’d

be mine.

~gj duerrschmidt

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