
Shut Your Fucken Face Uncle Fucker |
Posted 2 yrs 1 mo ago
Buzz (5)
A Poem From Tom
like the grains of sand on the beach
like the breath of a baby's bottom
Marks fingers smell of dog
I often wonder where he stuck them
so don't feel torn, weathered, battered
ashamed that all
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Shut Your Fucken Face Uncle Fucker |
Posted 2 yrs 1 mo ago
Buzz (4)
Ever since Tom was young, he has believed that aliens exist. He got a computer solely for the purpose of looking up internet sites about aliens. While he was growing up, Tom was used to hard work. He spent time working
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