By Catten Carter
The Monkey
The Shaman she was naked, she lifted up her chest,
but then a naughty monkey, came staring at her breasts
I shouted loud to scare it; those breasts are mine you see.
The monkey started grunting, and threw a poo at me
The Shaman started laughing, took in the little stray,
so now it stays beside her, and looks at boobs all day
The Bum
Some bums are big as mountains,
and shaped just like pear
Some bums are small like grapefruit,
and some are barely there
Some bums they are pretentious,
and raises to the air
Some bums are soft and saggy,
and shows a lot of wear
Your bum it is outstanding,
your cheeks are quite the pair
It makes me feel all funny,
a perfect derriere
The Pain
I’m sorry I get angry, and for pushing you away
You walk silently, to not upset me,
when all you want to do, is dance all day
I’m sorry, it’s not your fault that I am this way
Please forgive me, for keeping things inside
You sit there quietly, to not disturb me,
I know that it’s your happiness you hide
Forgive me, the pain is mine, but it’s you that I deny
Please be patient, with the stuff I’m going through
It’s difficult for me to say out loud,
so, I wrote it down, in this book I made for you
Please be patient, all will get better for us two
The Joint
A little breath of freedom,
That gets you through the day
A herb that brings you pleasure,
makes troubles go away
The smoke it gets you closer,
to gods and ancient ghosts
It lets you contact spirits,
and speak with Tapi goats
A joint that makes you notice,
things other people can’t
But when you’ve smoked too many,
you’re hard to understand
The Jaguar
The Shaman and her Jaguar, are very much alike
It Is her sacred spirit guide, it stays right by her side
In thick and thin, in good or bad, it always keeps her strong
And bites her husband in his bum, whenever he is wrong
The Sun
He saw her laying, naked there,
reached forward his warm hands
She closed her eyes, and with a smile,
leaned backwards in the sand
He moved his hands, caressing her,
she caved to his demands
She gave her body, willingly,
to him and his commands
And when he finished, touching her,
he left her warm and tanned
The Pond
Sun rays through the trees.
Water running over your skin,
I watch in silence.
A body arching.
Inhaling sweet summer air,
You know I am here.
Goose bumps on your neck.
Expectation fills the air,
An inviting moan.
The Shaman
The shaman will protect you,
from dangers you can’t see
She heals your bad infection,
and sets your spirit free
She calls on ancient deities,
to help you stay aware
And if someone should harm you,
she’ll cut away their hair
She helps you if you’re pregnant,
or if your hair gets lice
And when you are in trouble,
she’ll give you good advice
She helps you if your needy,
will paint your penis blue
And if you are her husband,
she’ll make sweet love to you
The Bar
There was a girl with a berry,
and other fruits she could carry.
The Tapi rubbed his eyes,
stuck his head between her thighs,
And happily, ate the cherry.
The Drop
A little drop of water, is running from your hair
On its way towards the ground, to join the water there
It travels to your shoulder, and slowly down your chest
Then it takes a little break, relaxing on your breast
It journeys to your nipple, it’s resting on the tip
As your nipple feels its touch, your body shakes a bit
It rolls along your tummy, and in between your thighs
Gently kisses your sweet lips, which make you close your eyes
And as your body tremble, enjoying the embrace
A new one starts its voyage, and this drop falls from grace
The Comfort
It has been a tiresome day,
and nothing went quite right
But now it’s just the two of us,
all alone in the night
And I see you smiling to me,
naked in the moonlight
And you put your legs around me,
and pull me deep inside
And you comfort me, and tell me,
that all will be alright
The End
This book is at its end, and it will end with breasts
That is no big surprise, as you have read the rest
Drops were enjoying them, the monkey was obsessed
So, I will dwell a bit, seeing them both caressed
This book is at its end, my Whisper was undressed
Because I adore her, as you’ve probably guessed