Today's poems [12.1.18]
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NOW I LAY ME DOWN TO SLEEP
WITH THE BOY ACROSS THE STREET
WONT MY DADDY BE DISGUSTED
ONCE HE SEE'S MY CHERRY'S BUSTED
AND WONT MY MOMMY BE SURPRISED
WHEN SHE SEE'S MY BELLY RISE
Sent by JESSICA
An explorer whose habits were blunt
Once flavored some cannibal cunt.
The asshole was shitty,
And---more was the pity---
It oozed from the rear to the front.
There was a gay parson of Tooting
Whose roe he was frequently shooting,
Till he married a lass
With a face like my ass,
And a cunt you could put a top-boot in.
There was a young man from Vancouver
Whose existence had lost its prime mover.
But its loss he supplied
With a piece of bull's hide,
Two pairs, and the bag from the Hoover.
There was a young fellow named Bream
Who never had dreamt a wet dream,
For when lacking a whore
He'd just bore out the core
Of an apple an fuck it through cream.
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