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Gump Stump

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To hear rumors between cracks, 
I'm obviously kinked,
Bent at insanity
And a bit loose in the treads. 

With a yank of my mentality,
I become unraveled, so some say. 
I see dark at the end of my pen, 
Writing erotica without sentimentality. 

As my mind throbs out verses
Of my uninhibited carousing,
On paper I sashay my proclivities,
Without nostalgia.

Poetically adverse to gentle persuasions,
I kiss the quill of lusty fornications.
Between the sheets of my pages,
My cock scrolls salutations. 

Seen as a comical misfit of errors,
Miming shadows with tongue in my pocket,
The limelight is on lust,
Being I'm the poet, I scribe without fuss.

Fucking forthwith my penis and prowess,
Taking aim at the pussy contraptions,
I get my satisfaction mincing my words, 
Up her cunt to the hilt of my gump stump.


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