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King Arthur the great, a man to be noted,
head of the table, of greatness t'is coated,
slayer of dragons, killer of kings,
***** of brats and fellater of things.

After a triumphant skirmish, which Arthur did lead,
it was decided he'd celebrate in his great hall of mead.

One of his councilmen,  being ever so corny,
decided to throw old Arthur an ****,
he rallied his men,
about a hundred and ten,
and proved to Arthur that they were quite *****,

He yanked Arthur's hair,
thrashed his fine heir,
and while in the process, he was not far from bare.

He spread Arthur's *** and shoved in his large diaphragm,
then threw in his huge **** and yelled "Here comes the leviathan!"

He thrusted and pounded then started to moan,
he ****** on his ******* and continued to bone.

The councilman, not satisfied, pulled out his large knife,
his eyes were bloodshot , his **** was his life.

He stared at Arthur's *** crack, it looked rather thin,
he carved it and sliced it then shoved it back in.

He looked into Arthur's eyes and said he wont waste,
he told all his men to **** with such haste.

Not one hole was spared, his nostrils were bleeding,
he turned at the councilman and asked for a beating.

The councilman nodded and with such a strange grin,
put it in Arthur's mouth, t'is no mere sin.

He slapped it, shook it and cried for power,
the gods must have heard him, his men started to cower.

He screamed and yelled as he let out his gravy,
he licked Arthur's eyes and cried "too bad theirs no baby!"

Arthur's eyes turned red, mad with such rage,
he snapped off his **** and thrashed the old sage.

He ripped out his stomach and had it ****** clean,
he shat on the sack and ****** on his spleen.

He stripped off his shirt and threw him on a bed,
then blasted a load, my word he was dead!

he ******* the mans carcass and licked his curved spine,
he exploded with power and yelled "By God it is time!"

And with a snap of his fingers the man turned to dust,
Arthur then cackled "well he earned my trust".
Aktor was a man of the poor,
he was a mighty good *****,
but when he starts *******,
he gets tired of *******,
and ***** all over the floor.
Just a short, nothing major.
Look into my crimson eyes, they despise the suns glare,
they prove I am not human, and certainly not mere.

My teeth are as sharp as daggers and as white as an albino,
their unrelenting force is not to be matched by anything less than a rhino.

And speaking of force I have one unmatched,
t'is the sheer power and might of my **** thrusting thine ***.

If such a force could be measured it would be dubbed unstable,
last time I got it on I shattered a table.

Its sheer size would frighten most men,
but my father and uncle... they could fend off about ten.

I tried it one night with my brother in song.
His body was moist and his tongue was so long.

I slipped my sweaty hands through his crack,
and as time progressed I started fondling my sack.

I ****** him hard and broke through his ******,
i'm getting ready to show this guy my full spectrum.

As we continued our adventure I felt something sublime,
I tried to pull it, but it felt like I was wasting my time.

But then it happened, I pulled with zeal,
and what hit the floor made me hunger for a meal.

T'was his prostate it felt ever so soft,
I ******* on it and licked it all off.
This is just a draft, I thought I would share it with you... just for a laugh :P

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