bukkakalypse jones

I Had A Friend

i had a pen.s once as a young boy, i let it take me places. with it i conqured the world. i had a pen*s once its name was fred, he liked to cough white somtimes and i would have to clean the sheets. i had a pen*s once it fell off because he coughed so much...oh pen*s where are you now...i am d***less and now the first black president oh pen*s where are you. oh pen*s i miss you i have to share with that b*tch hillary now..oh pen*s where are you ive searched my pockets no pen*s. oh pen*s where are you. ive searched my scrotum for my pen*s. oh pen*s where are you. i searched condalizza rice...actually it probably blended in..hmm..hold on....nope no pen*s..oh pen*s where are you

Poem Submitted: Friday, November 20, 2009
Poem Edited: Thursday, December 22, 2011

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