He was raised in the slave pits of Gaul
giving his everything, all
when provided the chance
learning sword shield and lance
excelling at killing the medium
large great and small
He might have come to his end
his knee and his body did bend
looking up he laughed
opponent with a draft
for genitalia no armor defends
A fistula of full mailed hand
a foe now left screaming on sand
Fellacio Dickus survived
his rival deprived
of his life and his Dickus, remand
This story has a sad close
Fellacio descended just as he rose
a sword to the nuts
removing his guts
fellatio's more of a **** but still blows
Jun 16, 2018
Jun 16, 2018 at 2:25 PM UTC
He was raised in the slave pits of Gaul
giving his everything, all
when provided the chance
learning sword shield and lance
excelling at killing the medium
large great and small
He might have come to his end
his knee and his body did bend
looking up he laughed
opponent with a draft
for genitalia no armor defends
A fistula of full mailed hand
a foe now left screaming on sand
Fellacio Dickus survived
his rival deprived
of his life and his Dickus, remand
This story has a sad close
Fellacio descended just as he rose
a sword to the nuts
removing his guts
fellatio's more of a **** but still blows
ROFL Yeah, sick I know, but I couldn't' help it ;D~
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