Matthew Perret: Poems

Here are a few poems provided by Matthew Perret:

THE FAILED SCULPTOR
I used to make sculptures with no noses
so people said they were incomplete

Now I write poems instead


POETS ARE BASTARDS
Poets are bastards I know what
let's line them up and have them shot
unless they're dead already like Shakespeare's lot
and if they're not dead already- why the hell not?


FOOT FETISH FREDA
Foot Fetish Freda's the girl for me
Her erogenous zones all below the knee
Try plucking her privates, she'll not come on parade
but flick at an ankle, and you've got it made

Tickling her toes turns her on like a tap
slapping her soles sends her squirming out flat
and nibbling her nails she says is like shagging
but I haven't done that yet for fear of gagging


DOG'S LOVE POEM
Bitch


Matthew Perret can be contacted at m.perret@tornado.be


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