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I simply need
I must concede

A total fool
A blood pool
My razor shines
My fine lines

The red glint
The strong scent
High risks received
High stakes involved
Endless pleas sung
Endless screams rung

Waiting so silent
Waiting so violent
Over the edge
Over the ledge
Right here collapsed
Right now elapsed
So far gone
So stepped on
Too much pain
Too little gain

I am the worst.

down by the brum dimwiddy

where we got all giddy

sat the massive planq

with god awful stank



her shimmy playzit soloose

situation diffuse

we beg fumdilly

witout seeming chilly



she unfastened minert

couldi squirt

undoubted nixnot

from within it shot



hrmfff okydoke

andwe smoke

Maby I'll just
Stick
Mine
Head in the sand
And
Hope
For the sun
To dry me
Out
And for
This soul
To rise
From mine
Body!!

Little Timmy had a tiny ****.

He ****** and he ******,
but women never noticed him.

He could go for hours on end,
plowing and ******* again and again.

He ******* more women than anyone around
and not one of them ever noticed, nor muttered a sound.

But he got his satisfaction, one stroke at a time,
and remembered them all in his tiny little mind.

Sum chiks
Jus don no what day got!

She said he hers
Until she break his heart
Than he wile be opens
For others to get a part!!!

Sheas got hem
Tha man of my secular wants
I'll push anyone or thing asade
To get what dis prissy wantz

A dark haired loser and a kaleidoscope
girl with a perfect ***.
What will happen when
we overflow?
Will we forget, just
for a while
how we're not
supposed to?

I'm worried. Or
aren't I? I wish I was.
Don't I? If I do and if I am,
then maybe we won't.
And that would be...
Okay

My head is all snakes
and your skin, pale
and writhing, and I wonder
what the weather's like
in Ireland. Mild, probably.

My usual rhythm is ******
when I hear a sound
you make. You throw
me off balance and
I'm worried I'll fall
right past my reservations,
and into a pit of pale skin
and poisonous snakes.

I still wante him
Though Is all taken
At least I will dream of him
Covered by my kises

Im
Going going
Back back
To sally sally

Im ******* *******
On the back back
Of sally sally

Now im
Going going
To nap nap
And rally rally