A poem with high socks
A poem with high socks
By the end you will forget your name
Skinny beats thick
No repenting for whores
The nurse can see you now
Is the light good for you?
Good to gap but in which hole?
Make me feel primitive
Anything for the benefits
Come on, consult me
A battle to steal the show
From straight to curly in a load of cock
Reach the goal!
Fuck yeah i'm gonna do it!
Marry the one who keeps your cock hard
You get control and any whole