Poetry

Speshial Deshial

King Tut’s tomb, Milkyways were scattered
A wife in the corner crying battered
But wait. The scene gets sadder

A boy with a grey lollipop
Makes a face when he sucks and gets no flavor
Outside my neighbors sleep depressed
They think that God is testing them

If you masturbate for one hour
When you nut, it shoots out farther
And old garbs will clean it up
Like Pine Sol. I also like dryer sheets
Brushed my teeth today
Now I’m loving how my teeth look

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