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Dino, I have a feeling we`re not in Bedrock anymore..............
tepid lepers
eptly crept
as Betty slept
mirror spray-painted black
to prevent reflection
of their diseased complexions
rife with
politically incorrect
pre-dilections
hands with skin
constantly shed
unholster hypo-dermics
poke her full of serum
so Betty wont move or scream
but will feel, hear, see,
and fear them
Garjot uses
disintegrating digit
as plectrum
strumming up and down
outskirts of rectum
this get's Betty's
soon-divided attention
guess we are past
"too sick to mention"
Stiflorax sucks Persimmon
mixed with saliva
makes liquid thicken
licks round Betty's lips
like gloss
so in the light
they glisten
must we address
the pubic region?
unfortunately "Yes"
but lets agree
that Betty is not
necessarily
a Virgin
this should take
some edge off
our troubling vision
Rolgren brandishes
a pair of tweezers
and from his
rancid sack
produces a three week old
meat-lovers Little Caesers
not to be confused
with any Ebenezer
he plucks plentiful
pepperoni with panache
slathers Betty's Labia
with sausage congealing
then folds a slice
and .......well
lets just hope
none of us know the feeling
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