I Pull My Trousers Down So Fast Poem by Ken e Hall

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there is an old thinking in india that cockroaches bring prosperity....so i was taught to tolerate them...funny is'nt it

Hilarious............... loved the rhythm it made the poem

This is priceless Ken! The title did it for me! I read one on spiders yesterday and now this! ! They are pretty indestructible too so I am glad you squished it dead. 10 love Karin

I hate those beggers... I remember them most from Singapore where they were huge... Colin J...

you are one witty brainy poet, you got readers at the title and got us think of something else. Hats off to you. Funny.

Cocker [small breed with wavy silky hair] roach [A roll of hair brushed back from the forehead] or cockroach I’m in dilemma … Well hair feeling is a special sensuous feeling But cockroach feeling is fornication…fementation Leggy matters please don’t poach cockroach [may be female] looking for warmth of legs hah hah … thanks for sharing… Regards Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10

When your legs touch me I resist and shake I fill with fear laced with hate, I tremble with voice of no control Uuuurrrrrrrrrrrrg emits from my soul, ......it is unusual experience and needs corrective approach.. i appricate your dealings...very goodpoem. i loved it....10 read mine go to hell

This is adorable; because of course I thought it was another human being's legs that you hated so; which just didn't make any sense, unless they were on your windpipe, or perhaps, crushing your chest; or kicking you, with fat, bulgy muscles, lol. Glad to see that it was just a few stick legs on an insect, lol.

hope this is a cockroach...waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa