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Here is THE ORIGINAL POEM, written for YOU some time ago – and it has just been lying around on the table next to the computer ! Anyway, it WAS originally called: “IT’S TRUE!” but – it was also called: “TRANSCENDENCE!” It goes something like this:๐Ÿ‘‘

Here is THE ORIGINAL POEM, written for YOU some time ago – and it has just been lying around on the table next to the computer ! Anyway, it WAS originally called: “IT’S TRUE!” but – it was also called: “TRANSCENDENCE!” It goes something like this:

I AM in LOVE [then now always] with-YOU,
[like] When you were Sweet 16! It’s oh-so-true.
But NOW You’ve changed – Your-breasts are-pen-dulous, like a milk-filled cow,
AND – I”M CRAZY ABOUT THEM! AND your bro-o-o-o-oad hips! So MUCH, now:
You’ve changed! [your] Nostrils do flare, and [now there’s] not such shiny hair,
BUT You look WONDERFUL BARE!

Yet, I’m ALSO in love with your future: AN ANCIENT CRONE,
Having a lecherous look – and a treacherous moan!
A deadly, witchy – Dangerous wench,
Who is liable to GRAB ME! and fling me on a bench,
And, with bloody lips – and blood in her eyes,

[and, yes, please] FORCE ME – DOWN! into your thighs!!

And HOWL, with sen-su-al delight,
Until I PASS OUT – into-a-sacred-night!
And! also! I just love you – in an apron wrap,
Cooking pancakes, dribbling-with strawberry-sap!
Even there, though, there’s that SAME LOOK IN YOUR EYE,
That was there at “16,” and hypnotizes YOUR guy,
Who is enraptured, by each, new amazing disguise,
And loves EVEN THE ONES – that scream!!! murderous cries!
Accusing me of BEING UNTRUE – of doing BAD things – and NOT for you!
I’m guilty! I’m guilty! (PLEASE) Punish me as you wish!!
And, as you push me down in the kitchen, upsetting every dish,
You yell: “I’m a bitch in the kitchen – and a (your) whore at heart!”
Well, I know, from me you’ll never, ever part!!
Because I OWN YOU – You’re MINE – and – it’s always been!

And SHE’ll smile!!! for-She-knows SHE’S TRANSCENDED-SIN! ๐Ÿ™‚

fin <3

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“EVERY ANGEL HAS A DIVINE* PLAN FOR YOU!**ย ย  a poem in the series “Mr. & Mrs. Cuddly Poo!”ย ย ย  February 24, 2019 (Sunday)

“EVERY ANGEL HAS A DIVINE* PLAN FOR YOU!** a poem in the series “Mr. & Mrs. Cuddly Poo!” February 24, 2019 (Sunday)

I-married-an-Angel! Am-I-a-little-bit crazy!?

I-married-an-Angel! (S)he says-(s)he-is-“lazy!”

Yet, (s)he’s warm and so cuddly – by him[her] I am led!

I-married-an-Angel! (S)he’ll-draw-me to-bed,

And take-my-aching-Heart, in the sweet, morning light,
And soothe it so gently! (S)he-is-laughing, despite,
My poor disposition, for-I-[can]-have-“a fit,”
Saying: “Not-too-rough, Love!” Yet-such-loving I get!
And-(s)he’ll-then-hold-me-tenderly – All-parts, they’ve-been-“tagged!”
You-know-it’s-so-wondrous, and-I-sing: “I’ve been bagged!”

“You-bet-your sweet Bippy, my dear lover -an!”
(S)he-does-me-all-over, with-her[his]-fine Divine* Plan!
It’s-another-day-in-Paradise! Oh, yeah! This I know:
I-have-married an-Angel! Divine Love! is-so-slow! [pause]

Each lovely morning, I wake to her[his] smile!
(S)he’s- nice-and-hungry, and-my-Heart, all the while,
Is the main-course – on-[his]her breakfast fare,
With “juice” and-mild -“jam,” we make quite a pair!
My Dear, Sainted Lover – and-her[his] worshipful [doe]beau;
(S)he just wants more love! I can never say “No!”

(S)he eats want (s)he needs – and-we-come-back-again;
With-longing! and-ecstasy! It’s-always: “win-win!”

fin <3
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i1GmxMTwUgs

* – “divine” can refer to anything “Godly,” or simply mean “delightful!”

** – especially on Sunday morning! It’s called: “breakfast in bed!”

“Mr. & Mrs. Cuddly Poo!”

BUT THERE’S YOU!” a poem in the series “Mr. & Mrs. Cuddly Poo!” a.k.a.: “My Heart Is Always Waiting There For You, In Our Cuddly Bed!” Feb. 11, 2019 (Monday)

A day comes! (which you, maybe, DON’T LIKE!)

Well, you can STILL go for a ride on your spiffy, little bike!
Or, if you wish,

CRAWL INTO OUR CUDDLY BED!

And just LAY THERE! and-play like-you’re [really] dead,*
But-REMEMBER: As the years go by,
Some days will come – and make you cry,
And, then, another-day-will-come, and ALL WILL SEEM FINE,
So! You’ll get some sunshine – AND BE MY VALENTINE!
And (then) The bad day’s “gone,” and Everything’s GROOVY:
It’s THE EBB & FLOW – of “The Sea’s” GRANDE MOVIE!

The FLOW? EXPANDS! and feels good;
The EBB? WITHDRAWS! but, y’know, you COULD,
When-it’s-“ebbing,” always-remember-“THAT DAY,”
When I met YOU, and we were happy & gay,
To-know-that-we-could-cuddle-TOGETHER – in-a-world [even] like this!
A PERFECT ANGEL! for-me to kiss,
And cuddle – and cherish – and lose-my-mind-about,
And I-am-still so-sure – that I would love-to-consider {ANY} DOUBT,
About all our glorious – and fun-filled days!
The EBBing still will come, perhaps! BUT – I shall gladly raise,
A murmur of excitement, for it’s-a-PRETTY-GOOD-BET,
That-a glorious-day is-nearly-here- with-“my-perfect-pet,”
And I-can-spend-it-with-you, and-I-DO-guess-I-can-emerge,
From the blankets of our cuddly-bed – to-even-sing “a dirge?”
BUT! A DIRGE – LEADING TO HOPEFULNESS – THAT MIGHT COME TRUE:

TOMORROW! or-ANY-DAY! for I’m ALWAYS WITH YOU!** ๐Ÿ™‚ – Yeah!

fin <3

* – famous (last?) words: “YOU THINK I’M KIDDING!?” A: I AM! Yay! Whoopee!
** – for you are no more distant, than RIGHT HERE! in My Heart! <3

I look at you
And I wonder
How I got to be so damn lucky
๐ŸŽญ

“Mr. & Mrs. Cuddly Poo!”

“LITTLE WITCH!” a poem in the series “Mr. & Mrs. Cuddly Poo!” [M.M.C.P.] a.k.a.: “Mrs. Cuddly Is A Good Witch, Cleaning, Healing & Feeding The World!” February 11, 2019 (Monday)

My-Little-Witch! Little-Fairy-Witch! with-a-little-broom – and-little-arms;
She’s gonna sweep – The Whole World up, with-a-lot-of-Love-&-Charms!
And do it – oh, so whimsically – one-dirt-“crumb” at a time:
She’ll sing and dance, as she sweeps – and-even-recite-a-rhyme:
“Sweep-ie, sweep-ie, dust and dirt;
I-love-to-clean and-be-so-pert,
But-I-don’t-disturb – webs-in-the-corners, where-spider-babies-dwell,
And-I’m-not-afraid – of ‘under-the-rug,” where-dusty-demons-from-Hell,
Might-come-and-demand (pause) me-to-stop because-of-my-“commotion;”
I’ll serve them cookies-and-candy-canes – and-even apply some lotion,
And magic salve upon their wounds,
To stop the bleeding – for-those silly goons!
They-think they-can-scare-me, but I’M IMMUNE,
From spooky goblins -in-my-little-room!
You see, I know-their-tricks! Tricks o’ “The Spooking Trade!”
They-are more afraid of me – because-life-is-a-parade,
And-the-more-you-see-it as A CHARADE,
The-less-scary-it-is! You-just-need-to-“upgrade,”
And promise-always to-be-kind-not-cruel,
‘Cause a mean-kinda-fellow is-never-very-“cool,”
Thinking-he-can-bully-and-scare little, witchy- MOI!
I-just-laugh – and-skip-along, with-my- dear pa-pa,
With Mr. Cuddly – I like-being-his POO,
And I’ll always protect him – from all of you,
‘Cause-I-“got-your-number!” Don’t [you dare] make-him-feel-bad!
You-better-watch-out for me – DON’T-MESS-WITH-MY-“DAD!”
Or -I’ll-bop-you – and-twist-on your-snooty-poopy-nose,
And squirt you all over – with my “magic hose,”
Until-you’re-so-wet! You’ll be cryin’ for help!
Don’t-make-me-do-it! For I’m a little whelp,
With a big-ol’-box o’ spells that just won’t quit!
And-I-can-quench-The-World’s-hunger, from just-my-little-teat!

fin <3
(1) [BAND AID: Do they know it’s Christmas?: 1984]

We are the World
Heal the World
With kindness
It’s free sprinkle is every where
It’s free
๐Ÿ•Š

“WHIMSICAL!”ย  a poem,ย  in “The Mr. & Mrs. Cuddly Poo” series!ย  a.k.a.: “A Love Note Scribbled & Left On The Kitchen Table By Mr. Cuddly Poo Before Going Into The Dark Woods, To Gather Wild Berries & Nuts For The Evening Meal!” Sat.ย  (02/09/19) ๐Ÿ’™

“WHIMSICAL!” a poem, in “The Mr. & Mrs. Cuddly Poo” series! a.k.a.: “A Love Note Scribbled & Left On The Kitchen Table By Mr. Cuddly Poo Before Going Into The Dark Woods, To Gather Wild Berries & Nuts For The Evening Meal!” Sat. (02/09/19)

POO-pooXIE, Pooxie, you’re- so-pretty! The-prettiest-girl I-ever-will-know!

Pooxie, you-are wondrous-fine, from your head – down to your toe!

Your eyes do sparkle! Your smile too! I’ll-fall-in-love-a-thousand times with you!

I just-adore-and-worship – at your feet;

Yes, Dear Pooxie! You’re-so SWEET!

I-LOVE-to-say-your-name all-of the time,

And-I-LOVE-to-write ’bout-[MY]-Pooxie – in a s – x -, little rhyme! ๐Ÿ™‚ – kiss, kiss!

fin <3

“MY WIFIE, SUPER HERO!”ย Mr & Mrs Cuddly Poo ~ ๐Ÿ’™๐ŸŽญ๐Ÿ‘„

“MY WIFIE, SUPER HERO!” a poem in the continuing saga/series of /Mr & Mrs Cuddly Poo ~ penned TODAY! Super Bowl Sunday! February 3, 2019

She’ll eat a Super-Bowl-sundae, with enough-choc-o-late to-KILL,
A thousand water buffalo – and-even- Buffalo Bill!
She’ll “BLOCK” The Bad Guys with – one hand tied behind her back,
And, if-she-had-to – The-Whole-L.A.-Rams-Offensive-Team,
She could prob’ly sack!

She’s got-enough LOVE – for a million years,
Of total-LOVE-exposure, drying (up) a zillion tears,
And (pause) She gives me lots of kisses – and-e-nough I-LOVE-YOU’s,
To float a thousand battle ships –
And-make the headline news!

She is: MRS. CUDDLY POO, “The-Down-Under-Queen-O’-Hearts,
Who-loves: cat&dogs&littlekids – Evil Doers? Take-to-your-“carts,”
And “Get-outta-Dodge” before High Noon,
Or she’ll subdue you, with a pink balloon,
Or a feather duster!! stuck – (well!) You know where!
MY SUPER HERO WIFIE!!!! Of-her, you-better-beware!

BUT! She’s also a SUPER-CUDDLER, the best in any town,
And, if you’re nice, she’ll NEVER! let you wear a frown,
‘Cause-she’ll-make-you: SUPER-HERO-COOKIES, that-you-just-can’t-beat!
She’s a MARVEL!* A super-duper-wifie! and!-She’s-also: SUPER-SWEET!

fin <3

* – She might be in Marvel comic books some day!

Subject:ย FW: Urgent – bad phone calls

“SATURDAY CAMPAIGN PHONE CALL!” a poem in the series: “Mr. & Mrs. Cuddly Poo!” a.k.a.: “Finding Your One & Only With Tears & Persistence!” 2 Feb 2019 [Sat!]

Really Sir, Mrs Cudly Poo! ๐Ÿ˜…


“Hi, Mr. Cuddly! I’m-calling-from-The Republican Convention!”
“But! It’s SATURDAY! and, respectfully, I have NO intention,
Of spending time talking with you about political issues!”
“But, SIR! This is important!” “Well, I’ll send you some tissues,
So you can cry about it – because it’s an important day!”*
“Saturday? but what do you do?” “Well, let’s-see! I may –
Go for a ride – or just ‘kick around,’
With my sweet O. A. O.,** who-I’m-lucky-to-have-found!”
“YOU’VE FOUND Y O U R LOVER? Your ONE, true one?”
“Yeah!” “Wow, I-wish-I-could-find-mine, so-life could be fun!”
“Well, keep on calling – ‘SHE’ may answer some how!”
“I’m going to cry! Tears (are) coming right now!”
“Do BUCK UP, me Bucko – just give (me) your address,
And I’ll send “cuddly tissues!” For life may seem a mess,
But, sometimes even Republicans find their one true love,
And it might be a Democrat!!! or a cuddly “dove!”*** ๐Ÿ™‚ – Oh! Yeah!๐Ÿค“

Hell yeh, Mr Cuddly Poo ๐Ÿ’™
Whoa ๐Ÿค“
Clip(n)t is really hot now ๐Ÿ’‹

* – [You know it; do you believe it:] THE FIRST DAY OF THE REST OF YOUR LIFE!

**- a term they taught us at The West Point Military Academy: O. ne A. nd O. only ๐Ÿค“ ( probably 180 of them ” one year”) ๐Ÿ˜…

*** – at least “a bleeding heart liberal” has a heart!

Donald is infatuated
Now that Mrs Cuddly Poo
Is joining him for a
Private Talks
O.A.O
๐Ÿ’‹