Fuck Cum Poet, submitted by HAL Capone. The "Fuck Cum Poet" infrequently writes semen and sex themed poetry. Red text on a black background. Titanic waves of meat batter. This one is dedicated to the Fuck Cum Poet's infant son:
RIGHT NOW YOU SLEEP
IN A CRIB
AND YOUR COCKLING SLEEPS
IN A SLEEPING BAG
SOME SWEET LOVE DAY
LUST PILLOWS WILL AWAKEN YOU
SOME SWEET DAY SOON AFTER
TANGY PULSE WALLS WILL AWAKEN YOUR COCKLING
AND IT WILL NO LONGER BE A COCKLING
IT WILL BE A LOVE JACKHAMMER
RAMMING RAMMING DRNG-DRNG-DRNG-DRNG
IT WILL ECHO IN HER HEAD
AND IN HER DRIPPING MONS CAKE
YOU WILL TAKE HER WITH YOUR
YOU WILL WASH HER LUST PILLOWS
WITH OCEANIC CUM
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