boogy man role

boogy boogy
boogy man role
he scares goody 2 shoes
with his rosy red pole

oh my god
she doesn't know what to do
its not her husbands
and its all full a goo

shes scared to death
she wants it so
shes out of breath
bends down low

what a risk
its to much fun
its satans fault
time to run

shes suffered so
and been all alone
maybe just this once
better shut off the phone

oh boogy man
please don't tell a soul
i need it so bad
please let it role

oh boogy man boogy man
your so bad
fuck me just a little
or i think ill go mad

ow ow i love boogy
he wants me all night
he uses me hard
and says im real tight

i cant get enough
please never tell
hubby wont like it
and life will be hell

oh boogy boogy
you hurt me again
stop it you bastard
i don't think ill mend

ok i love it
but not in the ass
please honey fucker
ok but its crass

mmm i like it
more then i should
fuck me harder
you can and you could

when you hit me
you know its not right
haven't you seen TV
your a behavioral blight

oh boogy boogy
hit me some more
i fall on my knees
i feel like a whore

you've done me so good
i need you so bad
if you don't come around
you'll make me so sad

i cant get enough
of your yummy big dick
screw the hubby
hes makes me sick

boogy boogy
boogy man role
goody 2 shoes doesn't live here any more
beat me fuck me you've made me your whore

i love boogy man
boogy man role
i really cant walk
wish i had a spare hole

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