I like vulvas
9th May 2009I like vulvas which look
like they’re hiding something
folds that mock you
I like vulvas that smell
like rubber and honey sweat
labia that plump when you
tend to them
lying vulvas red be
like do not disturb me
vulvae?
9th May 2009 at 3:20 pm
Does your vulva have heated front seats, electric windows and an eight-disc CD changer?
9th May 2009 at 3:21 pm
Oh. Fuckbiscuits. I’ve done it again.
Vulva / Volvo. Easy mistake to make.
Anyway, I can’t hang around here. I’m off for a drive in my Renault Clitoris.
Bugger. Sorry. I mean Clio. Renault Clio.
9th May 2009 at 6:27 pm
what’s a vulva?
10th May 2009 at 3:07 am
i’m pretty sure i don’t know what a vulva is either, but chris east
let me get that for you:
http://lmgtfy.com/?q=whats+a+vulva
10th May 2009 at 4:53 pm
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vulva
11th May 2009 at 7:11 am
Many years ago when I was attending a training course in Edinburgh I stumbled across an alternative bookshop run by a couple of very camp gentlemen. One of the products for sale was a colouring book for adults. The subject matter was vulvae, pages and pages of disembodied lady-bits. Part of me wishes that I’d found the nerve to purchase the thing. But I never did.
11th May 2009 at 10:10 pm
Hello everyone. Please come back at noon tomorrow for our presentation, Where the Wild Vulvas Roam. We will be serving tea and cookies. Thank you.
12th May 2009 at 6:06 am
I wanted this stated: This poem is too vulvated.