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…of gleet and tabes, Grey penis or green twat ; If clap were what the babe is And pox were like the cot. If I were what the turds are And love were like the arse. With double sound and single Delight our farts would mingle, With music filled as birds are That walk about the grass ; If I were what the turds arc And love were like the arse ! If you were crabs, my darling, And I your love a taenia ; Wed scratch and strain together My rubber and your leather Until we both were crazy (My stage and your proscenia) If you were crabs, my darling. And I…
1904 · PDF PAGE 88
… trate her dainty nostrils. All round her he wrapped his soft green folds and their gentle pressure warmed her blood that shuddered with love to feel him, cold and slimy, embrace her bosom and her lissom thighs. Always his tail penetrated her half- opened fountain and gently tickled the rosy tongue of love, that now grew swollen and stiff with ex- citement. Eve broke into a hot, foul sweat. Sa- tan ! I love you ! When Adam kisses me he is so hot and heavy ; he chokes me ! You lift me, you hold me, you Ah ! The tail gave a determined push,…
1904 · PDF PAGE 16
…e had only one word It isnt true then ? Oh my God, it isnt true ? And fell to murmuring his name with every accent of infinite love and tenderness. At his house my astonishment was ten- fold. Ready and waiting for us were hot drinks of every kind, blankets toasting before a splendid fire, a bright open bed in the luxurious room in ten minutes he had her nude and dry and warm and happy. He dismissed me queerly : I suppose I must follow, he laughed, lifting her tenderly into bed with yet another kiss. Ill tell you about it one d…
1904 · PDF PAGE 110
ONE WAY OF LOVE I All June I rubbed my prick with grease. Now, hair by hair, I comb its fleece, And shew it where Pauline may pass. She will not suck me off. Alas ! What, no luck ? Lord love a duck ! The chance was she might need a fuck ! II How many months I strove to wipe My brown and corrugated pipe ! To-day I fart for all I know. She will not hear my music. So ? It is split ? Devil a bit ! Suppose Pauline had bade me shit ! III My whole life long I learned to frig. This hour I play the supreme pig And suck her pussy. Pox or clap ? She will …
1904 · PDF PAGE 3
…0 As you like it, SHAKESPEARE. 8. Home thoughts, from abroad .....................111 Home thoughts from abroad, BROWNING. 9. One way of love..........................................112 One way of love, BROWNING. 10. Outside the Spanish Cloister, (Ode to A.W.P. Esq.)...............................113 Soliloquy of the Spanish Cloister, BROWNING.
1904 · PDF PAGE 141
Then with your well worn chamois leather Youll suck up, in your loves strong tether, My last breath and last fuck together, My Darling ! [143]
1904 · PDF PAGE 38
…..n, I called Time ! And began. The slippery and lax bung-hole of the flatulent monarch was ill- suited to my boyish chink-stopper : but Love will find a way, and the head surgeon hastily ligatured its tapering delicacy to the protuberant and pendu- lous clitoris of the royal patient. Ten minutes later he was able to announce to the joyful crowd that the temperature had not risen further, and that under God England might owe the restored health of the nymphomaniac to the attentions of the hith- erto despised Frenchman. The news was flashed over…
1904 · PDF PAGE 99
She shoves it up her bumb, Those buttocks fat dividing. Ah ! Soon his head is hiding : For love hath no abiding, But dies before the come ; So hath it been, so be it ! Get out of bed and pe ! It Is time the doctor see it, Or smell it : care I which ? Lest all who loved and licked your Fat oyster get a stricture : For though you are a picture, You are a rotten bitch. [101]
1904 · PDF PAGE 64
…ng it in the still warm bowels of a still-born baby, was to be found in her fondness for the rapid and accurate repetition of the act of love. This I could supply, as you may imagine from my previ- ous story ; so we lived together in perfect harmony. Every month when her courses came on I revelled with peculiar lust in the miry bloodiness of her dearest bodily part. I would lie all day with her dumb-glutton perched on my aristocratic nose and chew the stringy mucus that issued smeary and glutinous from her bleeding privates : the taste I cannot…
1904 · PDF PAGE 81
…y, sprang from the sofa where they had been lying and hastily arranged the disorder their passion had made necessary. The middy took his lovers hand, raised it to his lips, bit it hard with sudden mad desire and whispered, in a voice shuddering with un-satiated lust Ah God ! Ah God ! I love you now ! He slipped through the door and left Andrew Clayton to sweet memories and disquieting thought of the future. For Monty Le W... had never given him his love before. Monty was a dark, languid-eyed boy with jetty hair ; there was about him the in…
1904 · PDF PAGE 46
…engulfing it within, his pile-ridden and fistula-riddled bung- hole is a camel. See with what joy he plunges in my turd-pipe ! How his love-lobes bang against my bum ! How he spurts his Scotch broth into my very colon ! By the way, did I ever tell you how the K..g of E.....d missed his coronation ? I shook my head and the tip of my Timothy-tool in negation. It was thus, continued the Archbishop, while the camel still played the part of Captain Shaw, a type rather of true love let loose than kept under, sending his foaming cream, like an a…
1904 · PDF PAGE 50
…t of rapture she stowed me away in her fuck-sodden snatch-box, and rushed to her bedroom, there no doubt to initiate me into the joys of love, as known among these bawdy- minded buttered buns, and nowhere else, unless in your hearts, my dainty girls that read this book. Eh ? [48]
1904 · PDF PAGE 82
…heard-of extent of demanding reciprocity en affaire damour. The Captain on his part only asked fidelity ; and indeed Monty had grown to love him so dearly that the thought of an adultery would have been insupportable. One day, how- ever, a sudden desire came upon him towards the most popular of the lieutenants, Andrew Clayton, a man of violent passions not usually associated with fair hair and rather timid grey eyes. Andrew saw the sly looks of the midshipman and one day went into his cabin and, stepping to his side with- out a word, gave him …
1904 · PDF PAGE 62
in the world, and that my duty was to my dead love. The Jesuit was subtle. To do this duty, he urged, you cannot remove this copper-stick of yours from the memorial stone. On the other hand I will assuredly cut it off if you do not so remove it, and that bloody quick ! I dont want to wait here all day : Ive a button-hole at home that needs my nosegay. Not so frigging fast, mister, if you please ! I retorted : there are two sides to every argument. Cut it off, if you can ! He instantly raised his sword, and directed a furious blow at the root …
1904 · PDF PAGE 61
…r home, with the Magdalenes clap-juice sticking to it still, and reverently kissed it) That there was not one ounce of that body of love that could reasonably be firky-toodled any more. As long as anything that could be called Viscosity was inherent in the mass, I jounced it like a man. But this soon ceased : I reluctantly withdrew. Yet such was my love for my darling that I buggered a hole clean through his tomb- stone, and for six months I never left the hallowed spot. My spiritual superiors, however, soon put a spoke in my wheel. I shou…
1904 · PDF PAGE 139
…little mouth averred, And make milk puddings with a turd, My darling ! I shat of yore between your bubs. Those fat amusing butter-tubs : Loves butterflies can grow from grubs, My darling ! Aye ! Tis a keen remorseful knife To think of you, my fucksome wife, In this my solitary life. My darling !
1904 · PDF PAGE 109
…sped the plough In Clara now. And after chordee, when gleet follows, And zinc he injects and santal swallows ! Hark, where his twisted love-plant pees in jerks The mucus-laden urine of the lover, Wakes the gross hufflahs, scares the scampering quirks ! Thats the small stricture, makes you piss twice over Lest you mistake for an unequalled scorcher The first fine careless torture ! Yet. Though his outlooks rough, his whore is due. All will be gay when sucking wakes anew The bollocks, every lousy bitchs dower. Far creamier than this gaudy di…
1904 · PDF PAGE 127
…, I care no more to stuff your toes When Celia farts. IV When Celia pisses, I squat low Upon the floor for golden blisses. White wine of love ! My mouth the po. When Celia pisses. The silky stream is hot : it hisses Between the farts that mumble slow Out of the sticky bum. God misses A lot of fun. He doth not know How urine lubricateth kisses. My cock doth stand : my spunk doth flow When Celia pisses. V When Celia tucks, my giant tool Goes in and out with mighty clucks : My works cut out, sir, as a rule When Celia fucks. Worn by prolonged atte…
1904 · PDF PAGE 94
… surprise. Besides, an everlasting aching Kept him for ever on the shove. At lunch or tea, asleep or waking, He felt the gentle hints of love. A parson too (O who could doubt it ?) Is best without it. When he began to read the text Preparatory to his sermon Twould rise, and he, beginning vexed, Would end by sundry oaths in German, Whose tendency to edification Was not clear to his congregation. By day, by night, eternal stands ! One long continuous emission He left his cure in other hands And sought his cure of a physician, Who marvelled at …
1904 · PDF PAGE 103
For the songs that you lured us to love with Are chains of a decadent art ; And the chants that availed us to shove with Are those of a fart. O legs like the legs of the Saviour ! O feet ! O, immutable toes ! O mute and impressive behaviour Of thy stallion aquiline nose ! O eyes not of lust but of languor ! O lips not of flesh but of paint ! Bite hard, though of course not in anger, O, Stephane, saint ! When the stars of the heaven arc bust up, And the earth tails away from the sun ; Thou wilt still be as ready to thrust up Thy penis, till pene…