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[ On Poetry ] Not up my bunghole
If only
I could stomach your
poetry
but it's a load
I can't bring myself to
swallow
You, always
taking the easy way out
tresp'assing, esc'aping,
through the backdoor
Right, we know --- for you
your path of least resistance
So damn easy it is
offending the residents'
sensibilities
with a holier than thou
fire and brimstone sermon---
all the zest of a zealout
jizzing on my face
spunking on these tits
If I wanted you to debase
me? My invitation to solicit its
message would be warm
on the tip of my tongue
not so callous, cold
raw, unlubricated
up my bunghole
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