Ghost Fucker

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

taken from my book, "With Insanity And Medication For All"

Ghost Fucker


The ridged waters of life

Will pick me up

__and drop me

____on a pile of bacon bits

And I

__will milk the cow

And suck her tits

Until my pee pee cums out jiz

What I like the most

About slutty ghosts

And their moaning sounds

When sucking my pole

Making me grunt and groan

And putting my pee pee in their holes

I love their naked bodies' glow

And when I fuck them

__just like so

It makes me want to kill them

But they're already dead

So what do I do

__with my murderous desires

That burn in me like a fire?

Well, thee answer is simple

I pop a pimple

And nibble on the spirits' navels

Grateful to fuck another hooker

After I have cummed my cum

And simply want another

Until the day I fuck a live ho

Living and breathing

And not a ghost

I will have no other choice

I live on

With my boner having all this fun

I fuck every ho that dies

Sometimes even killing hos

Just to fuck them the same night

__that they die

Just so I can stick

__my pee pee inside



D. L. Cannon

Submitted: December 31, 2019

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Well, that's a tangential passage you've delivered - from milking cows on a pile of bacon bits to fucking ghosts. Sometimes you lead me on the wildest journey!

Sat, January 4th, 2020 1:38am


Thank you! I forgot all about the cows and bacon bits.....

Sat, January 11th, 2020 12:52pm

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