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'Practice Makes Perfect'

‘Practise makes perfect'

That sweet young couple down the lane
Who found making love such a pain
Well It didn't take very long
To see they were doing it all wrong
Now they practice again and again

Michael Micmac Mccrory





A twinkle in his eyes
Catches her eyes
Their eyes love-locked
They speak their first words to each other
The first real date
The courting game
The gelling together, becoming real mates
They announce their engagement
Settle on a wedding date
The pre-nuptial plans
At last, the wedding day
A nice honeymoon suite
From sperm to baby
The baby is a boy
From boy to man
From a man to dust
The wind blows the dust into another man’s eyes
From dust to a twinkle
The twinkle in his eyes
Look out ladies


Michael Micmac Mccrory



Tantric Poetry

Phone: Ring, ring, ring

Him: There goes the phone
Hello who’s there?

Her: It’s me darling
Are you on your own?
I’ve been lying here on my bed
With thoughts of you in my head
I want you to please me
With sweet loving words of poetry

Him: Oh alright; here goes
I’ll start at the bottom
At the tip of your toes
I’d like to kiss each one
Then rub you all over with my nose
Show love: like the Eskimos

Then there’s your dainty feet
Small and ever so sweet
Up to your ankle
Caressing gently with a tickle
I hope this doesn’t rankle
I aim to please you

My tongue ascends up your leg
To the upper reaches of your thigh
Stopping at your knee
To acclimatise as I get high

See as I massage your back
Turn you over to lick your tummy
On to your chin and cheeks
Then kiss your lips so yummy
Ending with a gentle blow in your ear

A little rest on your shoulder
Start, on my way down again
On the other side
Caressing, licking and kissing
All the bits I was missing
On the way up

I haven’t mentioned your naughty bits
Cause that would be obscene
I want the world to know that
Tantric poetry if practised right
Can be kept clean

I hope this poetry
Has pleasured your ears
I hope you get what I mean
This poem is for you my love
The most perfect human being

Now I am finished, I hope you love me
And I’m the one who you’ll always want
To be with you in your bed
But, please get it into your head
I love you but, heavens above
I like us to be in the same room
When we are making love

Michael Micmac Mccrory
Michael Micmac Mccrory



' I Missed You '

You’re the centre of attraction
Everyone is mesmerised by your eyes
They all adore your charm and wit
They pay attention to your every word
Watching your kissable lips
And I am left completely out of it

They listen attentively
Waiting for you to get around to them
And I just stand around
I close my eyes but I still see you
Cover my ears hear your every sound
We came to this party together
I wait patiently for you
To say the most beautiful words to my ears

It’s time to go home dear
It been a long night
I’ve missed you
Where were you all night
I say I was here by your side
I never moved away
I say; I missed you too

Lets go home to our house
Where once again
We will be together
Where you can be the centre of attraction
You can mesmerise me with your eyes
Amuse with your charm and wit
I will hang on your every word
And show you how much I missed you
I will kiss your kissable lips
Michael Micmac Mccrory
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