Topic: The Night Before Breakfast | |
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Twas the night before breakfast, when all through the house Aaron was stirring, while sleeping on the couch, The paintings were hung above the chimney with care No hope of my lazy ass moving from this chair; The residents were nestled all snug in their beds while visions of erotica danced in their heads; And sissy exhausted fell on her back flat, Had just settled down for a long winter's nap When out spread my arms there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the chair to empty out my bladder. Away to the bathroom I flew like a flash, Tore open the lid and watched the water splash Soon there was nothing left and I was ready to go I opened the door and walked back very slow When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, Free Porn, Free porn, just click right here With a little pink flier and a miniature slit I knew in that moment I had to get a grip More graphic and evil, hotter than flame, I dodged the missile and instead played the name game He's a bastard, she's a Dancer, he's a Pancer and a Texan, he vomits, she's stupid, he's a Donor and a tits man, So I grab my torch and cigarettes, then unlock my jaw, to smoke, to smoke, to smoke them away all I rolled my sleeves up, to about elbow high, and without any sleep I rubbed it from my eye, I scroll with my mouse, but find nothing new I mustn't make noise, so what can I do and then, in a twinkling, I heard this poof it was my dog Jag, the smelly little goof As I drew in my hand, and was turning around, I growled out his name, then he was homeward bound He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot, And his noise was moist and he had this sad look; He has such poise when he roles on his back, I looked him in the eyes and said, what a big cat His eyes -- how they twinkled! he's simply a fairy He holds these strange poses, sometimes he scary His drools only so often and can't drink water slow and every time he vomits, I tell him he's gotta go The stump of a bone he held tight in his teeth, I pray he will choke, oh God what a relief He takes up all my space and is really quite smelly I wish someone took you, please someone help me Of course he wont love you, he wont love anyone ells Yes I love you to Jag, but I like to be by myself A wink of his eye and a twist of his head, I said I love you Jag, now go off to sissy's bed He spoke not a word and pranced away like a squirt I sipped on cold coffee and spilled some on my shirt Chewing on my fingers and twiddling my toes I stop for a second and pick, I mean itch my nose I reached for some paper, just a little tissue and exhaled fiercely to expel the hardened goo So the time for me to go has come alright Happy Surfing to all, and to all a good night :Roberto Loera |
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Great Write
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Thank you both
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