
A Hickory Stick to your Cock,
*whap!*
The rhythm precise as a clock.
*whap!*
You moan in pain, and groan, insane...
Your dick is still as hard as a rock.
Peter, Peter asshole eater,
Loved to rim, both ass and beaver.
He loved to lick into the well of nether parts,
the pungent smell.
****
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LOVE POEMS FROM COLLEGE CLUB
POEM # 1
Roses are red,
Pickles are green
I love your legs and whats between
POEM # 2
Roses are red
Grass is green
Open your legs
And i'll fuck you clean
POEM # 3
I like your style
I like your class
but most of all i like your ass
POEM # 4
Kissing is a habit
Fucking is a game
Guys get all the pleasure
Girls get all the pain
The guy says i love you
You belive its true
But when your tummy starts to swell,
He says 'to hell with you'
10 minutes of pleasure
9 monthes in pain
3 days in hospital
A baby without a name
The baby is a bastard
The mother is a whore
This never wouldnt have happened
If the rubber wouldnt have torn
POEM # 5
Sex is bad
Sex is a sin
Sins are forgiven
So stick it in.
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