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D.I.Y.M Syndrome (Free verse) by Rilke4ClosetLesbians
I have a dirty little problem
But not the kind to cause me sobbinâ
It isnât one I bear alone,
Lots of people choke on THE BONE
And what I mean is this, you see
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My gay friend, Adrian, aptly named it
D.I.Y.M.S
Dick In Your Mouth Syndrome, of course
Or, âHI, I'VE SUCKED YOUR PENISâ
For example
At the market, I see Spencer
Hi, how are you?
Iâve been better,
my brother in is the emergency room
Oh no! (Your penis looked like a mushroom)
What happened to your little brother?
(One ball hung lower than the other)
A car hit his bike! It was so Scary!
(And as I recall, they were really hairy)
And at the Gym, I run into Chad
Hey, how are you?
Oh hi! Not badâ¦
(You fucking freak, I massaged your nads)
Iâve been working on my lines non-stop!
(I licked you like a push-up pop)
Good luck, I hope you get the part!
(I almost died when you let out a fart)
And at Bed Bath and Beyondâ¦
Well look who it is!
Karl---what a surprise!
(I know that youâre un-circumcised)
Tonight my band is playing a show!
(You groaned like a dying buffalo)
You should really come if you can make it!
(Your cum tasted like absolute shit)
Well thanks Karl, but I already have plansâ¦
Thatâs okay,
Here, let me give you a --head-- I MEAN- handâ¦
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