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Upon a morning dreary I took a **** which left my ******* weary I wiped I flushed I exited the bathroom blushed Twelve hours passed Since that horrid **** left my *** And low and behold A smell flowed to my nose Just as a burning arose Underneath my ******* I knew too late the **** had stained The flesh, my taint tucked under my ******** train ONE WIPE WAS NOT ENOUGH... Pretty soon around six o'clock There came upon my door a knock knock knock And who was there? Who did I hear calling to my ears? It was the *** positive, gonarreah infested, scabies encrusted, syphilis ridden, transexual sex-kitten I had started a relationship with over Craig's List Now, listen children carefully to this... ***** tucked hisher's lips around hisher's teeth And began a ******* that could make the Hulk weak But it was over in a jif When ***** caught a wiff And that little sneak Took a pervy peak At the feces widely spread underneath ***** RAN AWAY CRYING I was laughing so hard I thought I was dying That pesky little poo Left on hisher bottom lip Made that entire bathroom trip FULLFILLING
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Oct 11, 2012
Oct 11, 2012 at 9:14 PM UTC
The **** Stuck Under My Sack