Tribute To James Joyce (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) - Poem by Martha Doorman
Your wiener gently pats my butt
I feel your wiener on me,
I need your wiener inside me
.........BRRRRRAAAAAAP! ! ! !
'Oh god! ' I exclaim, recoiling from the bed.
'I did not mean to fart so loudly. Please, don't tell mom.'
Only the stench remains on the sheets
which are now darkened with fecal matter.
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