Girls who are cock-teasers in Sammyboy

[2centsworth]

Twinkle Twinkle Little Star
Fill the stars right in a jar
Give it to the girl you like
Tell her that you fold all night
She might receive with a blush
Thank you so much, why so rush?
One night you fold never sleep
That’s a sign your love runs deep

Here’s the truth on Jar of Star
Jar is romance? Truth quite far
One Jar of Star cost twenty
Buy from shop in Clementi
Stars can each come with your name
Most guys order with no shame
Guys just learn to fold a few
Make Stars seem like folded new

Poem to woo you I write
Poem kept him in spotlight
He writes poem? That’s so cool
Why I help him? Such a fool
Girls now think he Mr Right
Who knows poem is I write
Those words express my feeling
Those words do have real meaning

Poem I use to woo you
Help a lost child with no clue
Love is sacred, not a quest
Love is to give, not possess
Of the love I have inside
Confess to you is not right
Issue cos friend first say ‘Chope’
As good friend, I give up hope

You ask if his love is real
He said you give special feel
He asked you to be girl friend
You said better remain friend
He chase you the whole world know
Malu for him, You say no
You reply he be brother
Like that reject much better?

Like that I feel not so sad
Find a sister. Hey, not bad
Can you help me go chase Jill?
She is special, we got feel
What the fuck is wrong with you??
Just end this chase, start anew
So the poem not sincere?
How come feeling write so clear

Poem not I write one lah
Classmate help me chase you mah
Whose words are those that you sent
It is that guy called 2 cent
He may love you, maybe no
Now we sibling truth you know
Next time see him you should ask
If he loves you, that’s your task

Over next week, you seemed shy
Your words are all just hi-bye
You come find me and sit down
I am happy, like a clown
Poem that you write for me
I read really quite happy
I am glad that someone knew
Real me inside, seen by few

Brother said that you love me
I was so shocked, said ‘Really...?’
His words hit me out of blue
If you love me, give me clue
Since we alone, just we two
Can you tell me if it’s true
‘No lah, nonsense.’ I act cool.
‘Many better girls in school.’

Why I say that? Damn regret
Some more you cried, damn upset
Later some girls call me mean
She loves you, why not come clean
She wish your love is real fact
Why so hard to love her back?
I was fourteen, what to do?
Couple do what? Go to school?

Will have 1 last instalment on this teenage love.

[smartke]

*speechless*...

simply impressive!

[TheGreatOne]

Originally Posted by smartke

*speechless*...

simply impressive!

this bro sibeh talented one, mai sng sng

2cents bro, still have?

[Ichigo_Kurosaki]

Originally Posted by 2centsworth

Just wished to remember an episode of my life with a poem. Those in their mid-30s to early 40s can probably identify with this poem. I used some lyrics from the hit songs of that era for a more 'authentic feel'. I also wrote about some life experience only people who lived through the period can identify with. This poem is about teenage love. It's also sexless. Unlike some of the crude poems that I've written. Writing this with a very heavy heart...

Regrets of a teenage boy.

Got to know you in sec two
Pretty girls are but those few
You do stand out from the rest
Girly charm which you possess
Pretty Woman walk down street
Basket-ballers stop and greet
You walk past to go to band
You play trumpet, nimble hand

You were noticed by a friend
Help me woo her, she’s godsend
Since you two take same bus home
Be my wingman, be my clone
Before her, you must praise me
Make me sound like so witty
Let her realise I’m her dream
Help me woo her as a team

Journey home, I became pawn
Why I help him, I feel torn
Always praise him, that’s the plan
Make you think that he’s nice man
Tell you many girls like him
Way I praise him like sing hymm
You asked why I praise him much
I tell you the truth is such

Double decker no air con
Windows open, sun quite strong
When the wind blow, your hair flows
When the sun shines, your face glows
Girly laughter fills the air
Charming smile and gorgeous hair
We share earphone, hear some song
Hum and reach home before long

Last time take bus got ticket
Fate play a joke that’s wicked
She used ticket fold a heart
Give me heart say friends don’t part
Keep it nicely if you can
Wish we are forever friend
I kept that heart in my bag
Receive a heart yet feel sad

This is splendid !

[smartke]

Originally Posted by TheGreatOne

this bro sibeh talented one, mai sng sng

2cents bro, still have?

ya man... very talented! dun pray pray ar...

but i prefer his "Toilet" & "Boss Sammy" poem.
it's really 'classic'.

[2centsworth]

Thanks for your kind words. I wrote this poem to remember what happened on 24th Dec 1991. That's why I was slowly releasing parts of the poem. I want to post the final portion only today.

Originally Posted by TheGreatOne

2cents bro, still have?

Unfortuately yes, please read on.

Originally Posted by Ichigo_Kurosaki

This is splendid !

It's splendid only because we lived through a similar period in time. Those were the days my friend, we thought they never end...

Originally Posted by smartke

but i prefer his "Toilet" & "Boss Sammy" poem.
it's really 'classic'.

Thanks for your support.

[2centsworth]

One day found out you are sick
Sickness made you thin like stick
Hair fell out you shave them all
Treatment made you prone for fall
You come to school wear a wig
Walk with feet that's twice as big
You walk around with a mask
Struggle with those normal task

Twenty years from this sad day
I cried when you pass away
Feelings in me never share
Regret you don’t know I care
I wish I can turn back time
Compete for you not a crime
Hey, I really did love you
It’s a fact I wish you knew

Time just seem to fly right by
Close my eyes, I see you cry
Close again, I see you smile
You lived in me all these while
Last time meet you go out play
Now to meet you, need to pray
Future may meet, who can tell?
You in Heaven, I in Hell?

Since you left, days been hazy
Hey, I miss you like crazy
Ever since you went away
Every hour, Every day
Like the roses need the rain
I’m a poet with his pain
I wish you are here with me
What can I do, my lady?

Your loss really made me cry
How I wish you didn’t die
Who knows if you’ll love me back
I just feel we did connect
I miss you but what to do.
Our story no part two
Miss you twenty years, you know
With this poem, let you go


I MISS YOU, I REALLY DO. I HOPE YOU CAN SEE THIS FROM WHEREVER YOU ARE NOW.

I wrote a few endings for this poem but can't decide how to end it. Here are the various versions expresssing the same raw emotions. Lifted lyrics from Natalie Cole's 'Miss you like Crazy' and Bon Jovi's 'In these arms' for some early 90s feel.

[raiders]

One more week to New Year's Eve,
Time to think back what I've missed.
Knew this girl from some website,
Told her lets go and meet outside.
She turned up showing her lovely side,
Soon we were engaging in a hot tongue fight.
We used to have fun everywhere,
How I missed her skin so fair.
Our favourite place is the industrial park
There she'll always blow and suck.
We'll find a corner that's so dark,
Strip and start our passionate fuck.
Good things don't always last that long,
If only I did not do her wrong.
As the New Year looms,
Hope she'll find her true love soon.

[smartke]

bro 2centsworth,

maybe u can hlp to refine this?

[2centsworth]

Originally Posted by raiders

If only I did not do her wrong.

Nice poem. Hope all will turn out fine in the end.

Originally Posted by smartke

maybe u can hlp to refine this?

Got to respectfully decline. Quite sensitive to be writing about race and religion. Writing about God, Adam, Eve during Christmas in a sex forum is a bad idea, even if the poem is respectful.

[2centsworth]

From this thread, am i cuckholded. Gong Xi Fa Cai to all of you.

It’s your fortune find virgin
Conservative proper prim
Did you rub your hands with glee?
Cheongster get a virgin free
Move in with you live some more
Nightly sex will keep her sore
3 months ago work with friend
She bed your friend? Not your plan

Some girls think moan just needs feel
We guys say that moan needs skill
Pronounce your words loud and clear
Pronounce wrongly hurt guys dear
Look at what has happened here
One wrong word has create fear
Real love rare and hard to find
One wrong word can undo bind

In bed she moan your friend’s name
Are there words that sound the same?
Did you hear her moan ‘Kok Long’?
May be she meant your cock long
Your cock thick like big cigar?
May be why she moan ‘Hao Da’
Rabbit hop to Dragon year
Will she remain as your dear?

If you dump her, please explain
Better to fuck in Petain?
Virgin lover now so few
This girl fresh and does love you
Which of us don’t make mistake?
First mistake will cause heartbreak?
Real love needs work, try and try
Don’t be so fast say bye bye

[eeemen]

Late comer here. Wonderful thread here, thanks for all the wonderful poems. Seasons greetings bros, cheers . . . . . . .

[2centsworth]

From this thread 'Providing a gift on your first meet up' http://sammyreviews.store/showthr...=1#post6920054. Just sharing my views on the topic.

Rachel set me on a date
Meet her best friend, name is Kate
Kate treat movie, I treat meal
Make a new friend, that’s the deal
Should I prepare a present?
Was told Kate joined some pageant
Gift should help me impress her
How to impress pageant girl?

Present too big, hard to hold
Carry around she will know
Present too small what’s the point
Make me look cheap, my viewpoint
Plan a gift to suit the date
I think that will impress Kate
During movie, share a cake
Then tell Kate the cake I bake

Don’t bake cake then make sandwich
Finger food leaves Kate bewitched
Simple gift that feels quite smart
Through her stomach reach her heart
Date fail also never mind
Eat liao leaves no gift behind
No gift that may come haunt you
In ways you yet have a clue

Hasn't written for some time. Partly because life's been busy and there isn't a thread in the forum that makes me want to stand up and write something. That's probably good news for myself. Life's more peaceful. Too many angry poems already in this thread.

I wonder if some of my non-sexual poems can be posted in a ladies-dominant forum like Flowerpod. Will my non-sexual poems get shot down immediately? It's things like this that make a person curious sometimes. Perhas someone can cut and paste my poem and post it under their own nick to try things out.

I'm thinking of writing a poem to poke fun at Valentine's. I feel it's getting too commercialised. It's also becoming less of a celebration of 'WE' and more of a celebration of 'SHE'. Anyone care to share any interesting Valentine's Day experience? Will try to incorporate them into my next poem.

[FarAway]

Bro 2cents, swee la your ang moh is really splendid.. simply fantastic keep them coming!

[barneyksc]

Ts... so chim sia... alot of deep thoughts??