Waiting in line for a one night stand,
Standing at the door with a girl in my hand,
Filthy thoughts creep up in my mind,
like a horse against a goats behind.
I take her to the bed and remove her top,
Then she keeps yelling don bloody stop,
she climbs on top of me and bites my chin,
she is half way through an orgasm.
The night was rough, but it all ended well,
She farted all over and left a bad smell,
With panty in hand she runs to the door,
oh my god what a whore.
Fear of pregnancy she takes a pill,
And runs to the doc cause she felt ill,
Pukin and vomiting and getting labour pains,
With drugs and alcohol flowing through her veins.
Monday, September 22, 2008
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