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by Johnny Crimson

Reckon were likely 2 thirds
brightly coated fucking ecstatic
about the situation

I'm prob honest myself
that the whole ordeal will
curdle just like your appetite

Pressing his finger against
the back of his hand
Checking for discoloration and all that follows suit

As the nuclear winter winds pleasantly destroy our quests
Every place you look its skin coming in from the west

An then gallantly without noise or hesitation
The cock ruptured out the top corner of her ass
He smiled and watched her wiggle

12/03/2007

Posted on 12/04/2007
Copyright © 2025 Johnny Crimson

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 12/04/07 at 04:03 AM

Anything that makes me feel like I need a shower after reading it can't be all that bad, man. Heh. Good stuff, as always.

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