The Harbinger of Nothing

Saturday 18 June 2011

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?

Petition for Wigwam Tommy's release at this website: www.cuptheballsworktheshaft.com.

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