Muscle Man...

Muscle Man...

A Poem by Onlyme

He was built like Popeye
on an overdose of spinach.

His legs were like oak
 sturdy table legs,
thick and strong,
and his bum
was firm
and high like a bookshelf.

His waist was slim.

And his shoulders
were broad
and his
12 pack on his cheat
looked way cool.

He was 6ft 3 in bare feet.

And his tiny trunks.
Oh, la la... Made my eyes pop...

He was lifting weights.

And from afar.
I could not help but smile.

Arnie Schwarzenegger had no look in
with this guy about.

I just wish my man was not with me.
I would be putting that olive oil over
his bumps and lumps... lol







© 2018 Onlyme


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Added on November 12, 2018
Last Updated on November 12, 2018
Tags: Muscle man, gym, humour, laugh, fun, naughty.

Author

Onlyme
Onlyme

United Kingdom



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A Poem by Onlyme