Poetry Corner
Hello dirty cock whores
Hope you don't mind the informal greeting.
Here's a poem by that renowned auteur Cardinal Wigwam Tommy, currently residing in prison for sodomising H from Steps.
Parlour Games
Jean Paul and Foucault
Play naked Twister
Bald man's sac,
Gently sliding,
Across boyfriend's face.
Postmodern douchebag,
Evacuates gonad(s)
wipe-clean
... matting,
...essential.
A wholesome activity
For all the family.
£6.79 from Argos,
A sound investment.
He shows remarkable control of the literal and figurative, doesn't he?
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