Yet more dirty poems by contemporary English poet Paul Curtis. If you've read this far, you'll hardly need a reiteration of the warning that the poems are unsuitable for children or adults of an unusually sensitive disposition.
Another joke in the form of a poem, in which an elderly flasher at an airport receives his comeuppance.
A medieval romp of a poem in which knights and fair maidens feature prominently.
What the FKK! The etiquette of the nudist beach is exploded in a verbal jousting match as a nude male sunbather is challenged to display some manners (and something more besides) by a passing female.
An Arthurian epic in which the eponymous hero shags his way through his entourage, man woman and ...
A funny poem about the rather seedy subject of voyeurism.
Sage advice for men about the tricky subject of how to take a piss safely. It is genuinely useful info, rather than simply taking the piss.
Going commando is to dress fully, but sans underwear. It appears to be a fashion statement that is popular with both sexes.
A dirty poem about pubic hair styles, which isn't something you encounter every day.
Describing a dirty poem as being about bestiality, even just about sex and sheep, has a tendency to put some readers off. Don't be, as Sheepish is a very funny poem about some bedroom antics in which the sheep plays a minor, but pivotal part.
A couple of poems which contrast the medical intervention that can be used by women and men to delay or reverse the effect of growing old. The unfortunate consequences that might ensue suggest that aging bodies are best left well alone.
A poem which mixes wild assumptions with racial stereotypes about trichology to great comic effect.
Wild word play leads to a contrived but none the less amusing denoument.
Four mothers boast about their son's importance in the wider world, but one mum is holding a winning hand!
Royalty are not immune to the the curse of erective dysfunction, but a range of remedies are available if you're the king…
In Greek mythology, Pandora's box was the source of all that was evil in the world. Plus ca change…
Culinary disasters are one thing, but then an unappreciative husband rubs salt into the wounds.
A series of voyeuristic fantasies is brought to an abrupt halt.
This may be a poetic protrayal of your perfect woman.
The title, The Priapic Youth, probably tells you more than enough about the subject and tone of the poem to come. However, if you skipped Greek classes at school, knowing that Priapus was god of, amongst other things, male genitalia may help you decide whether this is a poem for you.
We've travelled a long way from 'Scouting for Boys', Baden-Powell's seminal work which laid the foundations for the scout movement. Scout About is a dirty poem about boy scouts, which refreshingly doesn't rely for its comic effect on the activities of 'funny' scout masters.