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An ode to Starsky’s butt. There was a time I stared at many, many butts O, yes, I really did But I swear Those were only women butts Until you came along And waved your mighty-fine butt at me It was then and there I crossed the line Very happily I’m now on your side Next to you On top… -
This poem has nothing to do with the episode Sweet Revenge. Hutch’s POV He does it on purpose Knowing I’ll snap When he takes a corner And I end up in his lap The little bastard I won’t let this be I’ll make sure The last laugh’s on me He takes another corner Takes it fast instead of slow I… -
Sweet Revenge aftermath. Hutch is hurting emotionally. Gunther, locked up. Like an animal put away behind bars and I’m the one who put him there. That should make me feel better, but it doesn’t. This man, this monster, almost took away the one person in the world that means more to me than my own life. You. Starsky. I’m bleeding… -
During the days you’re my partner During the nights you become so much more… During the days you’re my partner During the nights you become so much more When you walk into my bedroom Softly closing the bedroom door I hold my breath while I lay waiting Watching how you get undressed A little nervous, but excited For what’s going… -
Starsky and his blue jeans. They’re so tight They make you talk like you’re Mickey Mouse They’re so tight They make you “swagger” instead of walk But at your place your lover is waiting to free you of the ever tight fit jeans and helps you get your blood running again using some unconventional means Exhausted you lay trembling Happy… -
You have given me all I need… You have given me all I need in life All I ever wanted I have found in you A partner, a friend, a lover Thank you for being all that and more My hero, my life-line, my strength All mine, and mine alone