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A Sexy Crucifixion Poem (Free verse) by Edna Sweetlove He cringed in terror on the crucifix
As the Palestinian sun blazed above
There were three of them hanging up on the hill
And he heard the ladder being put in place
And He felt a hand in His agony
Creeping up under his loincloth
Tickling His smelly goolies tenderly
Massaging Him and taking out His mighty cock
And then His mother's pretty head went down
And He felt her ruby lips on His knob
Drawing out His semen and he knew
It might be His last orgasm on earth
So He thanked her for swallowing
Every last salty Holy gobbet
Especially since He hadn't washed for days
And was cheesier than any delicatessen.
Up the ladder:
Mom And Dad
Down the ladder:
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Posted: May 14, 2006 3:10 AM PDT; Last modified: May 14, 2006 3:10 AM PDTWeighted score: 6.4492755 Overall Rank: 737 The following users have marked this poem on their favorites list:
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Ew. That aside, I was wondering, does this poem have a point? I mean, are you actually trying to say something meaningful, apart from (the obvious) provocation for provocation's sake?
As I see it, this is taking the pis out of those stupid Christian twats.
Yes, the palestinian sun is so much more yellow than the kike one. You are aware. even smoking that pulsing pale bananna like a heady hippie looking for a queerly biblical retreat.
dear common horus: your spelling is on a par with your nasty opinions.
yummy
Vulgar and disgusting. Awful
I laughed so hard I pissed my Y-fronts.
Wow, how trendy of you to be so contrversial. Homo-erotic biblical poetry may be a somewhat original topic but this is written poorly and is plain tasteless. I can only assume it is on the best list through your own efforts.
Why don't you slither off under your stone?
It's being renovated.
You're such an annoyingly gay cunt.
And you're such an ill-mannered piece of dung.
Finally something with some fucking emotion, and something that screams red colors flashing your eyes grabbing attention to it...beautiful. And how true that there is such pleasant ecstacy in sheer agony...even if it is super cheesy and dirrrty...lol. You rock!
Jesus farts TWICE for you!
disgusting. try changing the characters to your mother and brother and see if its still as good.
fabulous
I seem to have evacuated my bowels with laughter after reading this. Will you pay for the drycleaning?
WTF!!!!???????!!!!!!!!!???????
this is oddly both a distrubing and enjoyable poem //.,^
Hilarious!
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Ps. There is no loincloth. He's not Tarzan.