The
David DuchovnyRed Speedo
Poems Page Part II
Let there be no poetry, nor lyric, nor verse save that whch contains a red speedo
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Welcome to The Red Speedo Poems Part II! Due to the volume of verse the RWS has had to add this page! Older poetry can be found here, and the new verse can be located HERE!
The Red SpeedoPoems
What a Thrill
by Naz
What a thrill
I have chills
I'm his fan
I'm so wildo
'bout his speedos
Speedo Drool
by ?
David in your speedos
you really make me drool
I'd do laps with you all day
but I don't have a pool.
Golden Red
by me
Red Speedo
Golden Globe
Two things I am told
that make our life
worth-while today!
I wouldn't have it
another way!
Teacup
by tortoise
Teacup placed
no modesty
Where Red Speedo
ought to be!
Libido
by Fancy
When I see you in your red Speedo
I cannot harness my libido
You make my pulse feel like a torpedo
Even more than when I watch Judge Ito.
Together we will move to Sausalito
Where we will naked dine on Frito
David, don't you think that's neato?
All of this from your red Speedo!
Divine
by Lola
The way the red
Clung to your hips
The curve of you
My open lips
The softest skin
Soon hard behind
That red swimsuit
David, divine.
Greedo
by pickles
I get greedo
when I see your red speedo.
Hey baby, come swim laps with me!
Speedo
by pickles
Tight, red bulging
Watter glistening
on man-flanks
David, did you shave your legs?
Stylin'
by me
You be stylin' in that speedo!
You give me nice dreams
in that tight red things!
Crackers in Bed
by me
Rain on your speedo
wet, shiny, red
Whets my appetite
David, you can eat crackers in my bed!
Speedo Fun
by gizzie
Little red speedo
low upon the hips
Of the FBI man with the
pouty, sexy lips
Riding far below the waist
snuggles up his bum
Pell that sucker down his legs
NOW it's time for fun!
Speedo'sHoliday!
Labor Day
by gizzie
After this, 'll be too cold
Store it carefully
Or it will mold.