poemranker ::dinner salon by baphomet

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Free verse № 64924

dinner salon

Member since 2003 · Posted 12 Sep 2003 · 3 comments

Here I shit, dick hung under seat in shame, next to father that prick. rich bastard.. God loves to love him anyway North & South holes. "Give me Je’sus across the border" "In a hour” "Make that bastard twitter” he be sweet yng bahass for a tap ass sinner like me Baphomet Grendal suprembeaner jr." I slam the sluts, eating the divine anal beard served like peanuts. Fiending the peniss, I dilate and stubble out the car healing better than when I first flamed out. Fagfagfagfagfagfagfagfagfagfagfagfagfagfagfagfagfagfagfag save me…Jesus

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3 comments

[n/a] baphomet 12-Sep-03/11:22 PM Reply
killing involved no.
secretive idoling,yes.
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[2] Joe-joe 13-Sep-03/1:49 PM Reply
Oh my Lord, what have I given birth to!! Not close to Dreamer quality! -2-
[n/a] suprembeaner › Joe-joe 13-Sep-03/3:52 PM Reply
not a dreamer
but a beaner
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