Category : Poems

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Thru the Seams,
Se-men gone ove-rbo-ard.
While Sail-ing rough C,
I guess He lost con-trol.
I know to eve-ry Man,
Jack-ets,
Assi-gned  W-e.
Pre-serv-ation-SoGi-rl 
Cum and Fin-d M-e!


I will l
Look behind 
You,
Ass You look 
On the floor.
Low Baby low,
Just a little bit more.
There,
StickIt!
Start with the Slow Bore.
From Sea shore
Sail For-ward,
 In to Deepest 
Off Shore.


Make Her  yel-l,
O-HHHGOD!
 I ca-n’t take That no more.
Plus If this the first Fuck,
Then where the sea 
And what shore?
Bitch I mean Miss,
By Face nose 
Lips or hand,
Stop lookin at Me and  
Sa-ve  My Se-men.