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Pooetry

Poonishment

I swear this bog is the purest of evil.
What is coming out should not be legal.

This girthly monster has really brought the pain.
Imagine out of your ass a roaring freight train.

Every inch it feels like a mile…
Tearing apart my ass is this serrated pile.

Oh good grief… I ask you why?
The turd’s finally out now I have to cry.

Pure Pooetry

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