Her Hole open
Accepting it's destruction

Could climb inside
After my eruption

Hole looks like
A dark dungeon

No more nut
After this busting

Fin

Her dumpster full
Full to the brim

My nut aroma
Fills the room
like a strong
Musky wind

So much nut
I could go swim

For who am I?

The nut king

I've been blocked for 28 days
But I've busted more
Than what the average human
Can take
50 a day
Allowed me
To function
Whilst I was away
Hello poetry will
Try and stop me
But only the nut
Can control
ME

FIN
Sean
2019

Do I feel pain?

Do I feel anger?

Do I feel stress?

Do I feel sadness?

I don't feel anything anymore ..

apart from
the Busting
of the
NUT

Consumption of my nut
She slurps it all up

Busting fast
and hard
I cannot stop

The pipe gets harder
She goes faster

Second bust
Third bust
Fourth bust
All bust

The bust is complete
dripping off the walls
And sheets

Nut run dry
***** all hollow
She cannot consume
Nor can she now
swallow


Fin

Sean
2018

Inhale

Exhale

The nut about to bust

Destroying city's

With the swipe of my shaft

Women screaming in the might

Of this nut

Only the Devil

Can stop the holy decent

Of my magnificent

BUST

Fin

Sean
2018

Knees shake
*** quakes
My nut like a loose cannon
The bust plentiful when it happens
The might of this nut
Destroys oncoming traffic
People running
From the
Nut-aggedon

Fin

Sean
2018