Thursday, 1 April 2010

a poem of lost love

I used to have a squirter she dowsed me with her goo,
i thunk that they were common place and everyone knew a few,
sadly i was wrong though, they are extemely rare , its looks as though i will for go that shampoo in my hair.

but those days they are gone now alas they're sadly missed, as she made a handy toilet too when i was busting for a piss.

(im refering to how much of a dirty cunt she was)

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