All The Hokers That I Can't Have

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group

taken from my book, "Blown Out Of Proportion"

All The Hookers That I Can't Have

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Spring's almost over, and tomorrow is summer

I wanna fuck somebody

Oh brother

But since I cannot, oh fuckin' well

The world around me dies

Many at a time

This new virus, takin' so many lives

Hookers everywhere

Suckin' so much dick

But none of them are ever suckin' mine

But that's O.K., I guess

All I wanted was a little head

A nice pussy I could fuck

And a pear of tits to hold my energy drink

But none of these hos ever stop to think

"Hey, that guy might want his dick sucked too"

They just ignore my erection

When I walk in the room

Many, of my emotions, I put on display

It's like I'll never, ever get laid

As I die, my stupid death

To make room for the chosen survivors

I laugh my madness from my lips

They'll never be a hooker on my dick

I understand that now

But what I'll never get

Is "what's so wrong with havin' a widdle dick?"

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06-19-'20 #2

D. L. Cannon


Submitted: June 22, 2020

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