Dirty Adult Jokes: A Hooker in my Cooker (Poems)

There's a hooker in my cooker, and boy, she is a quite a looker!

It started out, all last night, when there was a great fight.

A guy was sporting a leopard-skin coat, the girl was screaming like a goat.

The guy asked if I wanted a piece, I said, "Good Lord, that cooch smells like cheese!"

The pimp swore that she was clean, he also stated that she was mean.

So I took him up on that, $45.00? For a bitch that fat?

We strolled up on up to my room, When the neighbors heard a SONIC BOOM!

The bed we were on, seemed to have broke, God-Almighty, I popped that girl's yolk!

Then all of a sudden she started to scream, I yelled, "OMIGOD, I'm gonna cream!"

My sheets were drenched in semen and sweat, I said, "Damn, bitch, yer twat's wet!"

She got on all fours, and begged for more, I thought to myself, "Damn, what a whore!?"

So I got behind her, and gave her my stuff, She began to huff and puff, then later she got rough.

She turned herself around, and showed me her tit, I said, "C'mon, baby, lemme get a little bit!"

She said, "Damn, baby, NOT SO HARD!", so we started again, her tits shook like a tub-a-lard.

When we were done, we decided to lay down, all was quiet, there wasn't any sound...

Then all of a sudden, we heard a knock at the door, the people outside screamed, "Where is that whore?!"

I said, "Hurry up, bitch, get in the oven!" She said, "C'mon, honey, quit wit' da shovin!"

I let the people in, and they snooped around, they ask the question, "And who owns this gown?"

They said it must be hers, it smells like cheese! I said, "C'mon guys, get out please."

They asked what was the scent coming from the cooker, I said to myself, "They're gonna find that hooker!"

I said, "Its nothing, just my extra cheesy pizza." Someone yelled, "I betcha it's that bitch Mitsa!"

They said, "Open the oven, we gotta take a look," I said, "C'mon guys, I gotta let my pizza cook!"

All of a sudden, I had a gun in my face, "If you don't open that oven, you're brains will be all over the place"

I became scared, so I reached for a pot, the last thing I heard was that gun shot.

When I woke up, I was laying in cream, and to my astonishment, it was a wet dream.

I went to the kitchen to get a coffee-cup, I heard a sound in the oven, I wonder what's up...

I grab a knife, and slowly walk over, I think to myself, "Damn what's that odor?"

I open the door, and to my dismay, There was that bitch, saying, "I WANT MY PAY!"