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beefy Jimmy
Beefy jimmy was a large lardy lad
his girth was genetic, dna from his dad.
His momma done died the boy was too wide.
with her feet in the stirrups she bled.
as she lay moaning the blood quickly pooling
her last thought was warm fuzzy red.
the years quickly passed,large lumpy ass
memories of sugar and meat.
he found him a chick.
she liked her men thick.liked to nestle up under his teat.
but jimmy got high fell asleep on his bride she was smothered and that
was that.
when he woke up his hunger spoke up
its a sin to waste Gods fine food.
i'll serve her in butter have her for supper.
that will improve my sad mood.
His love ran deep as he gorged he would weep.
every mouth full reminds me of her.
and when his heart burst as if crushed by a glove it wasn't disease it was hunger for love.
his girth was genetic, dna from his dad.
His momma done died the boy was too wide.
with her feet in the stirrups she bled.
as she lay moaning the blood quickly pooling
her last thought was warm fuzzy red.
the years quickly passed,large lumpy ass
memories of sugar and meat.
he found him a chick.
she liked her men thick.liked to nestle up under his teat.
but jimmy got high fell asleep on his bride she was smothered and that
was that.
when he woke up his hunger spoke up
its a sin to waste Gods fine food.
i'll serve her in butter have her for supper.
that will improve my sad mood.
His love ran deep as he gorged he would weep.
every mouth full reminds me of her.
and when his heart burst as if crushed by a glove it wasn't disease it was hunger for love.
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