Get to my house, open the door,
There lies my drunken boyfriend on the floor.
Hair matted with swaet, beer belly exposed,
little brown sandals revealing his toes.
Even in his hangover, he let out a burp,
the hair on his chest was covered with dirt.
Grey boxer briefs holey and showing his crack,
This my eyes fell on as he rolled on his back.
Finally, he awakened and looked with suprise,
like he never knew me, red veins in his eyes.
Then he tried to kiss me with shit smelling lips,
I cringed at the feeling of his fingertips.
Well, Carlos was my boyfriend before,
but lets just say that he's not anymore.

lol! Sounds like quite a guy.

Anyway, it was an entertaining poem. However "holey" is not a word, unless you meant "holy" as in god-like but I don't think you did.. You could say "filled wih holes" instead or something else.

Wow...that's true?

I liked it.

It made me giggle.

we thought it was great and hilarious/funny

lol