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Porno for a Pyro
Ever since he was little James liked flames,
The way they seemed to sway and dance and play,
And it was becoming a risky game,
‘Til one day he lit up a bale of hay.
The old family barn went up in flames,
While James’ eyes lit up with absolute joy,
Ever since then he wouldn’t be the same,
A demon had taken a hold of the boy.
As he grew older he kept conspiring,
He’d light up his place and then complain,
But James would blame it on faulty wiring,
Then he would file an insurance claim.
He was getting even more dangerous,
He’d get aroused around structure fires,
His passion was all the more treacherous,
It is a mania that never tires.
When firefighters arrived on the scene,
They paused for a second as they saw James,
He was naked in the middle of the street,
Masturbating while watching the flames.
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