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Booty Culture for Poetry WOW!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Nipples!
I want lots of nipples all over the English language!
It’s time to **** English with lots of happy verbs!
Happy verbs! Happy verbs!
Bullets are cumming!
So much English for your wet dreams!
So much crashing-crashing-future!
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Where Did You Hide the Planet Earth?
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Toilets of freedom!
Big anus of liberty!
What fresh strawberries in the butt are you talking about now?
What schizophrenia is up for waffles?
Who has their eyeballs sizzling in the frying pan for me?
You eating Chopin for the next thousand years?
I fornicated a huge solar system yesterday!
And my mother ate all the highways!
How will we drive to work?
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Zips! Blups! Hey!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Streets are flying around your head
Bouncing and bouncing words are everywhere
Even the skyscrapers are smiling
A thousand symphonies suddenly fly by your head
As you drift around the solar system
Grabbing at all the words floating around you
And now you grab your penis and start writing a poem
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Zwoops! Bloops for the Beep Beep!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
My mind is the greatest booty hole!
And now it’s nipples for breakfast!
Because cities of dreams are cumming!
And now we eat our nightmares
The violins & cellos play our nightmares
As we dance to the highways
The highways flying through the solar systems
As we clap our hands to the beat of human extinction
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry, plays, & novels on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gzCV...nel=WolfLarsen
Fwoopy POPS for Zingy Zongs!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Big skidalidubop for neon penises!
Our crazy tongues are lick-lick-licking your art!
Our ears are grabbing your thoughts…
A thousand tornadoes for everybody!
Our imaginations are running amok in sPace-aLien-ciViLizaTionS…
Nipple words & foot-fetish-politics & dancing-dead-people!
Let’s end the poem with flying bullets!
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you are offended by obscenity, or are very religious, or something like that.
Red, White, & Blue Toilet Paper for Your Happy Booty Hole!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Whereas, the boobies of world peace
And the booty holes of American democracy
And the red white & blue testicles of Uncle Sam
And the pornographic gang-bang of the Statue of Liberty with all the big balls of the NBA
And the liberal lickety-lickety-lickety of the pussy-wussy of Lady Liberty’s luscious dripping hole afterwards
And the conservative cunnilingus of liberty & justice for all
Be it resolved, that, Uncle Sam’s lips around the big capitalist ****
And the zaps that go bluumph in the boink-boink
Is the yippeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Of the waa-waa-waa of the trumpet doing titty-titty-tots
With the 535 transvestite whores of Congress
Peeing the end of the poem all over each other
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Words Galloping Everywhere
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The flames jumping out of the words
The millions of yesterdays rushing around & around you
The music of strawberry colors
The horny statues in the plaza winking at the passerby
The musical notes crashing in every direction…
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry, plays, & novels on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O9P4xCfxewg&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you are offended by obscenity, or if you are very religious.
Herpes for Everybody!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Penis zops to the blueberries!
Pussy skidaledop for happy space aliens!
Massive-nipple-rallies in the streets because strawberry Baroque-rococo!
We celebrate booty hole on all the planets!
Buttocks for me! Buttocks for you!
So much jism for the culture wars!
Where’s the sexy sheep to politically awoke us?
My herpes believe in family values!
What do your herpes believe in?
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
More Poetry Poo-Poo for Delicious Sunny Now!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Crazy-banana-symphonies for everybody!
Too much penis for the sky!
Lots of boinging & bopping!
The earthquakes all over your face are happy!
Spaceships are cumming to save you!
Jesus Christ will save you with lots of immaculate conception!
All the Jesus Christ clones on the spaceships are cumming & cumming!
What’s the blop? Who’s the bleep? When’s the pooh-pooh?
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Hello! You Makin’ Big Plastic Boobs With the Weather?
A poem by Wolf Larsen
You been zulaapin’ with those horny kangaroos again?
What?! Horny kangaroos no poopy the whoops with bong-bong!
You big fwoopy! You keep raining your New York City all over everybody!
Everybody go horny kangaroo the naughty verbs, you dig?
Huh? How you gonna glappa-glappa the glops if goopies are goin’ gong-gong?
Me big boogers! You go big buttocks with your garbage truck mouth now!
What??!! Go smelly-public-outhouse with that capitalist politics poo-poo!
Man, I’m oughta this big herpes now!
Bye!
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Today’s Weather Forecast: Big Black Dick & Kangaroos & Lots of Orange
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Blasts of BOOM-BOOM!
Hurrah for the BAM for the CRA!SH for the BANG!
Banging-banging-banging boopers for blupiting blabber-blabbers!!
Huh? You ha-ha-ha-ing with all the hopping hookers?
We gonna fly and Blam-Blam-Blam and sing!
Because tomorrow is the sunlight of your wet dreams!
Because yesterday is too many tornadoes for you!
You gonna torpedo through today?
Ready?! How’s the whoops?
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
Won’t You Please Give to the Charles Manson Memorial Fund?
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Give your used condoms to the Charles Manson Memorial Fund
And we'll send you 10,000 horny dogs humping your leg
Absolutely free! Just 6 billion dollars for shipping & handling
And we’ll even include lots of herpes
Absolutely free! Just send us a ship full of pink unicorns for shipping & handling
And we’ll invade all the planets of the solar system
Absolutely free! Just 100 decapitated heads for shipping & handling
So call us for a free estimate on World War 3
Operators from the insane asylum are standing by
Call now!
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his plays, poetry, & novels on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xxd8eURkaIk&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
The Riots of Happiness!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I build as much crazy WOW
As 1,000 rabid dogs biting history in the ***!
So let’s riot the CRASHING music!
Let’s sing the flying toilets into the sky!
Let’s speak tornadoes with lots of anger!
Let’s rage and rage and rage!
Let’s dance a bunch of bright colors!
Let’s kiss death…
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or are very religious.
Pee Pee
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Ding – Boc – Zippies for you!
Lots of flying testicles for me!
We bing-bonging on all the new moons surrounding the earth
So up with penises!
And down with up!
So much testicklism!
So much words to testicklism with!
Now let’s do some yesterdays!
Let’s yesterday some tomorrows!
Let’s pee on each other!
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
Playing With Myself
A poem by Wolf Larsen
When I pick up a pen I become a child playing with words
I use the planets as bowling balls crashing through reality
I pee my crazy imagery all over the world
In a splash of surrealism that leaves everyone dripping with joy
I blow up reality
With my spermatozoa-torpedoes exploding words everywhere
My poems are playgrounds
And the infinity of my imagination
Turns the universe into Wolf Larsen’s playground
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Everything Booms & Bashes & Screams!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Cities and words are jumping out of each other
While fires and earthquakes are dancing around each other
And voices and music keep flying back-and-forth across the Earth’s landscape
Then everybody’s heads become volcanoes spewing art into the sky
And the continents & oceans roll & crash & swirl around each other
On this giant-fiery-testicle called Earth
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
Happy Doo-Doo to You!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I no testicles for world peace!
Huh?! You blupin’ blapin’ the sexy skittledobop again?
No, I booty-booty the nuclear submarines with lots of shine!
What?! How you gonna boom-boom the mushroom clouds without lots of disco music!
Yes, I disco music the boom-boom with my right hand & my penis every day!
But space alien jizz is selling at the price of gold!
I know, that’s why I yes & no the sexy-sexy-flying-bullets with tender loving care!
Well, good luck with the horny grizzly bears!
I ready for grizzly bears, I have lots of Cubist & Impressionist dildos!
Okay, I gotta go take a poo-poo on the moon!
See you! Have a happy poo-poo!
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry, plays, & novels on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QU2yTegnrLI&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
Testicle Temples for Glorious Glory!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Testicle! Testicle! Testicle!
I proclaim it!
I proclaim huge buttocks from outer space for everybody!
I proclaim a new sky for us to smear our diarrhea on!
Diarrhea songs for the up-up-up whoops!
Whoops goes up & down with the flying words!
Human & extraterrestrial heads bouncing & bouncing together through the morning news!
So I love you!
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Love Too Much Up!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Huge walls of human faces
Cities flying out of all the human faces
While the sky & the space aliens dance together
And everyone dances poetry in the streets
Then PLOP and BEEPITY-BEEPITY-BEEPITY happens!
And lots of blue!
Too many feet and not enough penises!
So love your testicles!
Let’s kiss each other’s moons!
Here we boing-boing to the go-go!
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
diSco-mUsiC-skYscRapeRs!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Sunlight to bash the world together!
Bash and bash and bash the nouns into the page!
Go wild with verbs flying everywhere!
Have sex with the adjectives!
Eat a thousand exclamation points!
Dance with one atomic reaction after another!
Grab the universe and break it in half!
Shove one solar system after another into your mouth!
Chew & chew all the crunchy planets!
Asteroids & comets flying around your stomach!
Until you **** this poem into the toilet…
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Sunlight & Rain Getting Married
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Poetry crashes through your window
And now you’re suddenly infected by poetry
The disease of poetry turns the sunlight into verbs & nouns & adjectives
That are falling all over the page
And now the entire universe explodes out of the page
And your studio apartment is filled with thousands-of-swirling-galaxies
And then you marry your dog
And all the space aliens applaud
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
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Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
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Thank you Tailor! Glad you enjoyed it!
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ReaLity – rEaliTy – reAlitY!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Flying penises are the answer!
As we skip down the street of wet dreams
And our wet dreams & poetry will together paint a new sensual civilization
Where the bouncing-bouncing-sky
Will pee the Enlightenment all over us!
And now it’s time for the insanity of reality
Because the poem is ending
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Idiotilogical Zoos for Space Alien Words/?!/,,!;
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Big sperm machines for flying monkeys!
Outerspace is knocking on your door!
What and where the sCraMbLed-bRaiNs-sYmPhonY?
Big blappers for everybody with too many heads!
Penis! – Penis! – Penis! for all the fish in the ocean!
Can you nipples all day??
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cdHXMEGrpic&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
Blood on Canvas…
For Hermann Nitsch
All poetry must be dripping in blood!
I urinate this poem all over the literary world!
We must sacrifice a thousand animals & human beings every time we write a poem!
All Poets must be screeching animals howling naked through the streets!
Write poetry with slashing knives & daggers & swords!
Dismember everyone you see as you scream your poetry at them!
Proclaim our Testicles to be gods!
Glory to the Neanderthal Poets of the Devil’s Playground!
Listen to the 10 Million Gods in your Testicles!
The wisdom of spermatozoa shall unleash the floodgates…
Let the floods of spermatozoa & poetry drown the world…
In the Liberation of Our Manhood!
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Sing With Your Feet
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Grab the universe in your hands
And twist-&-flip-&-turn the universe into a sculpture
Grab all the buildings in your hands
And bash-&-form-&-turn all the buildings into a city
Swim with thousands of languages in your brains
Run through a landscape of words screeaaming to be written
Vomit endless-disturbing-realities all over the page
Sing your woRd-sCuLpTuRes with your pen
Become a new reality
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Do the Do Do!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Defecate your pink elephants everywhere!
Pick all those screaming planets out of your nose!
Let’s eat each other’s eyeballs!
Our brain fires are spreading everywhere!
So mate with inanimate objects now!
Have You struck god down with lightning yet?
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
Chocolate on My Penis!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
All the mouths flying around the universe
The universe drooling out of our ears
As our hands masturbate art & words together
And the smokestacks belching a thousand-schizophrenic-languages into the sky
And the smokestacks **** the sky to the rhythms of brain-damaged-music
And a river-of-human-faces flow down the sidewalks
And together singing so much bloober-blooper-bluuble
As space alien nipples conquer the Earth
With ferocious adjectives ejaculating out of the penis spaceships
That **** the ending-of-the-poem up the ***
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
God Eating Out the Virgin Mary
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I am the thunderstorms in everybody’s balls!
I am Santa Claus jumping out of everybody’s vaginas!
I am the aurora borealis jumping out of everybody’s butt!
The Alps of Cocaine & the Himalayas of Cocaine & the Great Rockies of Cocaine!
Sing a thousand-obscene-words as you dance like bluppy-wuupy-ding
Down the happy streets of other planets
As you **** all the literary & art movements of all time
And now you’re ejaculating romantic classical symphonies
All over the walls of museums & art galleries around the world
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry, plays, & novels on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LWraOYCIl_4&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
You Bleeping Bleeping With the Bleeper?
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Poems are ejaculations of words
Poems are Penises ****ing thousands of solar systems
And the beer flows through the poems like the happiest jizz
Happy jizz! Happy jizz!
Sculptures of sex!
Delicious banquets of nipples!
Steak & eggs & pussy juices!
So much WOW & naked flesh!
Boooooooiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnng!
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Faces Growing Out of Everything…
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Buildings are singing up!
While streets go zing-zonging tits yippie!
And the passerby go frothing down
The sidewalks of adjectives
That jump & boing & fly
Across the land that screams with flames
And the words rain down
Splattering everywhere…
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Your Penis! Now!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Your Penis will create new civilizations!
Your eyes will see only hallucinations!
You will slash & cut through reality!
Your world will be orgasmic!
Music will splash its orgasmic sounds all over you
You will jump & run through landscapes of music
You will try and build new planets with musical notes
muSicaL nOteS & mUsiCal noTes & muSicaL nOteS
The Devil will be the conductor
As the Symphony of Sins
Plays fellatio & orgies & immaculate conceptions
All night long
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Butterflies Talking the Up on Jupiter
A poem by Wolf Larsen
A Plap-blup-blup-blup PRO!ONG factory that builds
Huge fish monsters for the outer sky
Is the place where
Howza yappa flippy doin’, brother?
And now the big talking dildos
(On two legs)
Will talk of the “hey, whaza hip BONK pa-luppity be? You dig?”
‘Cause elephants be like, “I am soooo up into this big horse’s *** that
WOOOOOO PLUPPY WIIIIIIING!”
So cum-cum-cum cuuuuuuum on down to the
End-of-the-World Celebration!
Bring your feet!
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
A Fauvist Face for Breakfast…
A poem by Wolf Larsen
An assembly line of crazy verbs
Is jumping like kangaroo brains both night & day
Through the factories of syphilis & gonorrhea
That are as happy herpes as all the political speeches
Of these liberal & conservative blah-blah-blah machines
Of the capitalist bleeuuurrrrgh!
And now, it’s time for lots of ejaculations of glory hallelujah!
So give me the Nobel Prize for the Hairiest Butt in the Universe!
Hello?
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry, plays, & novels on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q1dFb4UqjlI&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
Sideways to a Somersaulting Somewhere…
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Up so high with magical strawberries!
You poopin’ your zuppin’ into the Queen’s head?
Blabbering blibberings so crashing & collapsing!
The drums are creating new civilizations and more new civilizations and more new civilizations!
We gotta be boing with the down with the KILL-KILL-KILL!
We be so rainbows that we jump to all the planets!
We gotta be zillions of stars!
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Plonk! Love My Feet! Where?
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The piano is running through all the alleyways of the world…
Pizza! Castration! Your mother!
Your feet grab you and run you away
To a place where nudity & music hold hands…
Schoenburg? Itchy bootyhole? World War 3?
So give me your syphilis!
Please!
Please let’s dance a lot of nuclear energy in the public bathroom!
Let’s fornicate a big universe together!
Let’s end the poem with some cocksucking!
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Nowhere is Everywhere, and Everywhere is Nowhere
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The nuclear missiles of Bella Bartok’s music are shooting everywhere
And Ornate Coleman is ****ing the Milky Way Galaxy up the ***
With musical notes spreading syphilis everywhere
As King Kong the giant gorilla grabs the sun out of the sky
And shoves it up his own butt
While free jazz is shooting space satellites out of the sky
And now the reader is reborn as a snail crawling along a phrase of poetry
That stretches out of the poem
And up into a Magnificent somewhere else
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry, plays, & novels on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X4v1qbzLjYA&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
Applause! Gangrene! Your Mother!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Tomorrow! Blow up!
All the nuclear missiles between our legs
Will blast off to the Queen’s English of Her Majesty’s Vagina!
Yippee to the space frogs!
Have you seen the sexual tornadoes outside your home?
It’s time for some Nuclear War Classical Music
Brought to you by Big Buttocks Bazooka Automobiles
Drive away today in a Big Buttocks Bazooka!
Includes lots of flying eyeballs!
Stay tuned for more mushroom clouds!
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Glorious Testicles!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Your thoughts are delicious!
Your delicious thoughts will create so much sexy civilization!
Your feet will walk across such imaginations!
We will worship our genitals
In glorious temples made out of verbs!
Nobody will be everybody!
And the space aliens will listen to our orgies
With billions of years floating out of this poem…
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen
Tomorrow Is Exploding!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
A Zippy Bonk Bear is hopping into your imagination…
And then 10,000 sunsets fly out of your head!/,,!...
Patubbers! Bling-blings! Whazup?!
Whazup wit’ da new boopers sticking to everybody’s faces?!
Huh?! Whatza blueberry tits for breakfast?!
Blueberry tits for all the pianos playing Dick everywhere!
Everywhere be that blappity Boulez with that foopity flute & dupity drums & boinging bongs!
Gotta sing that syphilis to everywhere!
Now with a bunch of yesterdays hitting you upside the head
Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen