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Hot Toddy
Surely there's no finer winter treat
Than libations in a welcoming mug;
A flagon where heat will maintain the sweet
In every steaming sugary chug
Served as my customary evening nip
Diligently worked to keep nice and warm
With constant plunging from my poker tip;
Red hot and ready to ably perform
And fulfill my Toddy's spirited tang,
Still not quite ready though, to succumb
To the tormented state of Sturm und Drang
Smoothly savored in some hot buttered rum...
As if the booze were milady Venus
Yearning hard, for a rambunctious penis!
Than libations in a welcoming mug;
A flagon where heat will maintain the sweet
In every steaming sugary chug
Served as my customary evening nip
Diligently worked to keep nice and warm
With constant plunging from my poker tip;
Red hot and ready to ably perform
And fulfill my Toddy's spirited tang,
Still not quite ready though, to succumb
To the tormented state of Sturm und Drang
Smoothly savored in some hot buttered rum...
As if the booze were milady Venus
Yearning hard, for a rambunctious penis!
Published 1st Mar 2023
| Edited 3rd Mar 2023
Author's Note
I been just dying to rhyme Venus with penis ever since junior high.
If I smoked cigarettes, I would have one now.
If I smoked cigarettes, I would have one now.
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1st Mar 2023 5:35pm
Yaaaaasssss!
Penis and Venus deserve to life in harmony like that.
Your euphemism for Sturm und Drang … rough seas, eh? Lol!!!
Brilliant. Naughty. So many entendres… so little time.
Fucking great example of how to do it.
Penis and Venus deserve to life in harmony like that.
Your euphemism for Sturm und Drang … rough seas, eh? Lol!!!
Brilliant. Naughty. So many entendres… so little time.
Fucking great example of how to do it.
Lol! Thanks Betty!
Full disclosure...I got somewhat hung up on the last line as I was seeking an appropriate penile modifier, and finally settling on the word rambunctious simply because it begins with the word RAM, which neatly satisfies that requirement for both Venus and the beverage.
Full disclosure...I got somewhat hung up on the last line as I was seeking an appropriate penile modifier, and finally settling on the word rambunctious simply because it begins with the word RAM, which neatly satisfies that requirement for both Venus and the beverage.
4th Mar 2023 8:21pm
I'm gonna suggest that this special poem is maybe the result of one of your 'Hot Toddy' sessions, haha. Not sure your poem will change the world, however, somehow it all sounds oh so deliciously inviting!
4th Mar 2023 9:23pm
Thanks Billy!
You jog my memory into realizing that I meant to tell about the genesis of this poem...by relating how as the wife and I were watching a Marx Brothers movie the other night, I think it was ROOM SERVICE, someone in the film, Groucho most likely, utters "hot toddy" whereupon the wife responded with a giggle due to the whiff of innuendo she perceived in the way Groucho said the word, a characteristic in about half of all of Groucho's remarks.
At this juncture I turned my head toward her and simply said..."Your new nickname is Hot Toddy", which garnered a follow up giggle from her, as she simultaneously set down her wine glass in a reflexive anti spill maneuver.
After the movie. we retired to our chambers to consummate the metaphor, which in turn conceived the poem the next morning.
Groucho Marx makes a great wingman.
You jog my memory into realizing that I meant to tell about the genesis of this poem...by relating how as the wife and I were watching a Marx Brothers movie the other night, I think it was ROOM SERVICE, someone in the film, Groucho most likely, utters "hot toddy" whereupon the wife responded with a giggle due to the whiff of innuendo she perceived in the way Groucho said the word, a characteristic in about half of all of Groucho's remarks.
At this juncture I turned my head toward her and simply said..."Your new nickname is Hot Toddy", which garnered a follow up giggle from her, as she simultaneously set down her wine glass in a reflexive anti spill maneuver.
After the movie. we retired to our chambers to consummate the metaphor, which in turn conceived the poem the next morning.
Groucho Marx makes a great wingman.
