Poems ✍️

  05.09.2026
  17


Author: Herbert Nehrlich

Mr. Vicious

Each time I hear from Mister Vicious
I call the name of Miss Delicious.
She cheers me up and calms me down
removes my wrinkles and my frown.
Next time that Mister Vicious calls
I'll dream of boobs. Forget the balls.




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