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Sep 2018
( THE REAL  FRANCISS  IRONSTEINE )

Long long ago A brilliant Doctor once existed
Growing old as we all do his soul it had blisted
Before they buried him  without any suspection
Nurses injected him testing his bodies *******

It was getting bigger all the time beyond belief
Nurses told not a single soul Placing in a bottle
During the night a young cleaner dropped it
They found in the  morning screaming full throttle

When staff arrived they found it had survived
Inspection of this laboretry the bottle on the floor
And nurses screaming madly don't stop don't stop
Smiles on faces litterally the same size as the door

All nurses sent to a mental institution and drugged
In order to hopefully have them quieten down
Filled with a very strong ****** to help them some
Orgasmicology for all of them only wore a frown

Nobody knew at all what they'd injected him with
But a miricle had taken place it all was to seem
Bigger stronger thicker glass bottles were used
Scientists worked harder could be mans dream

Even weeny scientists took home samples in hope
That they might just as well suffer some as well
Trying to wake awahile these nurse to question
But all just kept screaming not to stop  do tell

In the end it drove them around the very bend
They were all sold to Go Go places in cages
But to this very day there is no way to say
But  still adds telling secrets to all mans very rages

terrence michael sutton
copyright  2018
Written by
terrence michael sutton  76/M/Philippines
(76/M/Philippines)   
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   Ash and laura
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