Roses are red,
My balls are blue,
It's been three fucking months now,
Please, baby, I'm craving you,~
Okay, the Prince Charming routine didn't work, no wonder why,
But since I've done everything else, I thought I might as well give this one a little try,
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I've been patient and persistent, I've left you alone and given you attention,
But now I'm going crazy, I'm parched - I have a heavy boner right now, did I mention?
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Come on baby, I know you're mad, but I can't take this drought anymore,
I've done everything I can think of to say I'm sorry, doesn't that deserve a little score?
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Alright, okay, I'll back off - you say when I've served my time,
I'll just sit right here then, lean back and continue this little rhyme,
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What am I doing now, you ask? Oh, I'm just fucking my fist,
Since a certain girl is keeping me waiting, I'm resorting to 'other means' - you catch my thrift,
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I'm not really an expert, though, watch me baby, am I doing it right?
Oh, I know that look, I'm guessing your pussy just grew awfully tight,
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Sexual manipulation? How dare you accuse me of such a thing!
Now excuse me, I got my hands full, and since your pussy denied me access to bring--
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Oophm - so now you want me, you jump me after three months of starvation?
Well climb on board, my angel - I'm fucking you so hard tonight, by tomorrow you'll be needing rehabilitation.
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Beyond The Needle
Poetry"Explosions are my specialty, I can and will be your doom, Now get down on your knees, baby, I'll make your world go boom." • • • Unconventional poems of a conformed man. I voice all my inner chaotic turmoils in rhyming words so they sound less path...