He walks the seedy dark streets of Friscos
Lower ends
Moving nonchalantly into private
Apartment rooms
It makes a change from Nebraska barns
With the closet jacket jock
And he won't get run out of town
By a redneck dipshit mob
Bobbies into Gangbanging
With leather musclemen
They seed him inside every hole
With warmly scrumptious semen
19 years and still a twink he's
Done every dirty deed
Glory holes in bathrooms stalls
With surrogate daddies
He's well versed in the lexicon
Of adults pleasure toys
And now he wants his HIV
From the club of boys
Do him again and again
Do him again and again
Bobbies into Gangbanging
With leather musclemen
They seed him inside every hole
With warmly scrumptious semen
Gangbanging
YAH YAH YAH -HIV
Gangbanging
YAH YAH YAH -HIV
Gangbanging
Yah YAH YAH -HIV
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Beautiful narrative piece of poetry, well articulated, nicely encapsulated and penned in poetic diction with conviction. A lovely sonorous poem about waywardness of the subject and the dire consequence. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON. ➕10