Macky
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Location: USA
Registered: November 2008
Messages: 973
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Ode to Jarrod “Iron-penis” Longfellow
Close dwellings gathering.
Dreary downpour, See!
Bleary-eyed. Cups clattering.
Coffee. Now, for me.
Dawn the day gracing,
Neighbor I espy.
Large windows facing,
Through which I descry.
Jarrod! Ahoy lad!
You brighten up my day!
Lovely now the time,
Watching you at play.
Finger tasting lips,
What tend ye so grave?
Looking down at hips,
Pray what, dost thou bathe?
And why now this motion,
Of hand and of hip?
Methinks I have notion
Thy frenzy game, young pip.
Then head back adjusting,
And arching thou thy back,
Iron penis upward thrusting.
Be released thy jack.
Collapsing and reclining,
Thou art one played-out lad.
With coffee combining,
Fine wake-up that we’ve had.
Behold, how good and how pleasant it is
For brothers to dwell together in unity!
Ps 133:1 NASB
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