A poem a day keeps the faggot at bay…

14 February 2010

go u must
free u shall be
my ps3 kicks ass
like the south china sea
sleepless nights carried me away
to a land filled with hay
horses were not to be found
but plenty of whores around
fucked i did
and boy she licked
energy was drain
but pleasure was gained
surprised i was
went she took me to her house
clean as a whistle
shining like a star
only to find a boy there
i was in such dispair
tiss was her son
oh i fucked a mom
dont worry she said
he is gay in bed
my lungs cluntched for air
my eyes shutter with glair

the sun had risen to wake me

when i slept in front of my PS3