So? what do you think of ...Honestly?

Question

I understand I must not write

explicitly or pointedly

of phalluses and sweat

pumping thighs

gutteral sighs

flesh and lust..

These things are life

and lovely love.

Honestly I must,

I feel compelled to ask

wilst wer'e in the thick of things.

Would you rather

have me sing or ryhme

my latest tuppereware

than hair and loins

or the color of my lovers pants

than buttocks bare and groins?

Ok I'll try

My tupperware holds left over beans.

My lovers pants are blue.

My tupperware is four years old.

My lovers pants are new.

Oh!.. now.. my interest wans,

excuse me my lovers here

I have something else to do.

Answer 1

uhmm... wow...

Answer 2

wow..uh..its excellent, though its detailed, its good, just um..insightful i guess, i'd call it nice, so keep it up.

Answer 3

it was a nice poem up until you started talking about the tupperware...that confused me a little, but the rhyming was really good

Answer 4

Well, I think this is hilarious. Tupperware!  The least likely source of mirth I can possibly think of, but somehow it becomes funny in your poem.  I needed a good laugh.  Thank you.

Answer 5

not exactly keats.keep ur day job....please.