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On The Gay Beach (Lyric) by Edna Sweetlove

A Poem by Poofy Pete (Edna's oh-so-gay friend) Let me tell you about a gay beach I know: It's very close to Brighton and I've been there lots; And I've had so many boys and men down there And I've seen their lovely naked bots. Telscombe Cliffs is what the beach is called And you go down the path past the sewage works Over a breakwater or two and then you'll find A place where naughty gay little me often lurks. You'll recognise me by my hairy chest and balls And also I'm always playing with my member; If you kneel down on the sands in front of me I'll give you (or anyone) a mouthful to remember. I really can't get enough of that gay and lovely beach: I've been going there for years and years and years; But in the winter it's such a sad pathetic place Haunted by faggy cries of "fuck and suck me, someone please."

mr cunt 21-Apr-07/5:21 PM
Kinky stuff - I think I know the place.




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