Stuart Miller-Osborne

Oh for a rifle (with sights) and a few bullets I am an excellent and steady shot During my time in the forces I came third in the inter-camp championships (With 86/100) as I missed my last shot It flew over the wall towards Harwich And killed a dog on Dovercourt Beach Which had escaped […]

My little house Backs on to a railway line And because of this I have fixed a doorbell camera To my rear door So that I may enjoy The passing trains When I am in the office

Would you please wear Something under your vest When you collect the mail Before you go to work As my husband Can see you On our doorbell camera And it is not good For his heart

I see you passing Each morning On my doorbell camera Would you just Wave to me As it would Make my day

I chanced across This river in flood How beautiful she was Under the piecemeal clouds And declining trees Green Golden Brown Black Autumn Blue

A bulldog licking a naked woman out A piece of sapphic erotica Hanging on the bedroom wall A Designated Lesbian Suite Which is not offensive to dogs Rye is surprising town Or so I am told

Fathers Son I have a confession to make Are you flunking out of college No Then what I like girls I am in a relationship with a girl WHAT Yes I like girls I have no attraction to men The anus holds no mysteries for me I like the soft skin of a beautiful woman […]

Red Sweater Blue Sweater Black Jeans Black Jeans White Trainers White Trainers In Love

Love is a feeling That one can experience But never understand I love looking at you But you do not respond Perhaps I need a new mirror

My Nordic Blonde English Playing Field A Rare Visitor You stand quite passive On the rugged touchline During the heat of the game With the sun setting behind you I am aware of your cameo role Yet my day is memorable On this the occasion Of your late autumn visit