Lay naked for this horny pen
Spread your world so it enters
And plant within you, an inky seed
You are the chosen one for this poem
For it's meant to be a savior of human souls
Lost in a jungle drowning in sins of pride
Oh, virgin page bare it all for my pen
Open the gates of your womb
For a treasure, this poem is
It's a joy of a world in sorrows
And a torch for ways to a smooth tomorrow
Your humble appeal stole a heart of my pen
And this erection, it want to drain in you
To impregnate you with a poem that flows life
Virgin page, bare it all for my horny pen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem