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Free verse № 54336
-=Words_From_Dark_Angel=-
I am the "poete" who all men fear.
They panic and run far whene'er I come near.
I'm known to be lewd and I'm prone to take liberties
And tell folk about my odd sexual proclivities.
When I was a youngster I developed a taste
For rubbing warm faeces all o'er my face.
I like phallic objects so much I collect 'em
I lube them and ram them far deep in my rectum.
16 comments
And shouldn't it be feces?
You practise the ancient art of genital mutilation twice daily.
Thanx. I was wondering why my balls kept getting bruised. Next time, I'll put a cup on before I let the other personality take over.
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