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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group

taken from my book, "If It Doesn't Compromise The Chicken"



I wonder why my brain

Is cooked and on a plate

The sauce is meaty

My thoughts taste good!

But I'm not one for eating all of it

Noticing a missing part

The part that relate's not there

I wonder why I'm not autistic

And now the rain comes down to laugh!

A blurry drop splatters about

Angry dogs are barking about

But we'll get them sons of bitches!

No doubt!

I'll heal my pain

And just wake up

With the brain I ate

Still in my head

And I'll cook a meal

And seal the deal

Open her legs

And put my dick inside

I'll make her moan

Like a deaf and mute

Begging me for my dick to puke

I will shoot my load

In her pussy hole

And unlike my dream

I will be able to relate to she

With feelings of orgasmic ecstasy


12-12-'12 #2

D. L. Cannon

Submitted: December 13, 2012

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