Hey, everyone! Now time for a touch of class. I would prefer a touch of ass and the delicious pooey wet juices that cum with it. Mmmm.... Now time for the literary arts!! Here are two poems about my Uncle Tony:
There once was a man name Jay,
And with Tony he was gay,
He may smell like shit,
And have a sagging tit,
But give a blow job once a day!
Hickory Dickery Dock,
Jay went down on the cock,
Tony shot his load,
And Jay ran home,
Hickory Dickery Dock!
Poopies for sale!!!!!
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
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