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Feb 2015
He lived under his mother roof, and

every morning he gobbled down her food

until his stomach was sickly full.

He smelled like **** and cheese

sweating bits of fish and chips,

light years ago he used to be the biggest tease.

He spent most of the time on the couch

day in, day out.

he morphed into such a grouch.

Gravity was strong with his mass,

his huge *** made a huge stamp

day after day watching the same crap.

Countless hours watching TV,  

reality shows, **** and glee

*******, his only ecstasy.
Kypros Koutsokoumnis
Written by
Kypros Koutsokoumnis  Cyprus
(Cyprus)   
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