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buk has a piss (Prose Poem) by Edna Sweetlove
walking through the park
one romantic evening
pretty goddamned stoned as i recall
bursting for a piss
i think what the heck
ain't nobody around
no way can i hold it tell i get back home
my only pair of decent pants
will be fucking drenched
go i behind a bush to take a leak
jeez what a relief
pissing must be the greatest thing
after fucking shitting and
getting a blow-job
talking of blow-jobs
fifty seconds later
just finishing the shakes
this voice comes out of a bush
suggesting i might like a suck
what have i got to lose i thought
even though he's not my type
no tits for a start
so i just shut my eyes
and enjoy
but don't anyone call me faggot
or i'll black your eye
you mother fucker
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