Heaven’s Kitchen Blues
My woman feeds me breast and thigh, so good it makes me moan.
My woman feeds me breast and thigh, so good it makes me moan.
I gobble up her honey pie; she sucks the marrow from my bone.
turn up the flame,
Tennessee “Sizzlin’ Meat” Cook
Sometimes I wish I was single.
And not part of a double.
If I keep readin’ these post from that hippie man,
It’s gonna get me in trouble.
I been lonely and been horny…really in a rut.
I been lonely and been horny…really in a rut.
Then along comes hillbilly queen
Talking ‘bout playin’ with some butt.
Now listen to me, y’all, I ain’t no heartbreaker.
And I don’t intend to be no goddamn homebreaker.
But if h.q.'s ever free,
You damn right I would take 'er.
gotta be honest,
Tennessee “Flirtin’ Fool” Ferguson
I been lonely and been horny…really in a rut.
I been lonely and been horny…really in a rut.
Then along comes hillbilly queen
Talking ‘bout playin’ with some butt.
Now listen to me, y’all, I ain’t no heartbreaker.
And I don’t intend to be no goddamn homebreaker.
But if h.q.'s ever free,
You damn right I would take 'er.
gotta be honest,
Tennessee “Flirtin’ Fool” Ferguson
Sorry about the double post.
I guess the Blues Bug got me. You know how a blues song usually repeats the first line. Or sometimes the last line. Or sometimes the last line.
Love to All,
TN*hippie
I done been off work for an hour.
Yeah, done been off work for an hour.
I try to survive
Keepin’ this thread alive
But I may fall asleep in the shower.
Peace,
Tennessee “don’t know Blues from Limericks” Hipster
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Honey, spread your legs-- lemme dive in there an’ lick it.
Honey, spread your legs-- lemme dive in there an’ lick it.
An’ if you want some rock-hard lovin’, babe,
Just tell me where to stick it.
I’m only depraved on account of being deprived,
Tennessee "Big Ol’ " Johnson
Well, there’s a Hippie down in TN, I thought I’d get to see.
Lord, there’s a Hippie down in TN, I thought I’d get to see.
But the boss man said “You’re stayin’ put till we work out what we need.”
CJ
(IOTW, I’m not going to Memphis for a while yet.)
Oh lordy, that man’s done it again.
To TN*hippie this is ode,
After that last verse he posted,
I’m gonna need a shower that’s cold.
Once married a gal from Memphis, must be coincidental.
Once married a gal from Memphis, must be coincidental.
Cuz this hot babe I be flirtin’ with
Is a Memphis POTENTIAL.
Sadly, I now live at the other end of the state.
love each other,
Tennessee “Outa Place” Flannigan
The hillbilly queen done threw in a verse
The hillbilly queen done threw in a verse
'Bout that cold shower thing…
For me, babe, it only makes it worse.
I’ve fallen and I can’t get DOWN,
Tennessee “Priapism” Goodlove
That gal I got a crush on won’t let me be her honey.
That gal I got a crush on won’t let me be her honey.
She says I got the goods,
But see, he has the money.
bluesy love to everyone,
Tennessee “John E.B.” Goode
Playstation, computer, and t.v.
All goin’ at one time.
If I step on another lego.
I’m gonna loose my mind.
Three more hours 'til his bedtime,
When I can finally sit down.
If anybody wants me,
In the bubble-bath, I’ll be found.
I got the bluuuuues,
The school’s out, summertime blues.
Miss Queen, I’m sorry ya got those busy mama troubles
Miss Queen, I’m sorry ya got those busy mama troubles
I just wish I could join you
And splash 'round in those bubbles.
good clean fun,
Tennessee “Soapy” Waters
Hippie, this game has been fun.
No words can ever tell.
I invite you to push my little button.
The one that says email.
This gal (I’ll call her royalty hick)
Is a charming and sexy lil’ chick.
I don’t know her well
But she makes my heart swell
And also pumps up my…um…ego.
Peace,
Tennessee “Bluesy” Lem Rick
…um… wasn’t that a limerick?
Yeah, babe, I done admit it before.
Yeah, babe, I done admit it before.
Limericks are risky-- bad as hard dope or whiskey…
I’m addicted…Down on this Killin’ Floor.
Y’all take care now,
Tennessee “Black Irish” McJones
They call me weborator, I’m a spamming man
Yea, they call me weborator now baby
I’m a spamming man
Won’t you visit my website
Without you there, Lord it just ain’t right.
You used to be my baby
yeah, you used to be my sun
but you turned into a supernova
'cause I didn’t like your fun
You charred me into cinders
baby, you left me gray as ash
when you turned into a supernova
and burned up all my cash
Then you just faded, baby
left me nothing to hold
the supernova dissipated
and things got real damn cold
Now I got ice in my feet
ice in my hands
ice in my knees and mouth
my tongue cracks apart
when I ask why
my heart’s a glacier now
But I got me a new job
as a freelance freezer
for some ol boys down south
laying on my hands
makes people die
'cause my heart’s a glacier now
That was fun.
John