love in lower case just in case

I homosexualized Liszt's Hungarian Rhapsody #2, inserting lyrics about a cock i have to see and touch and taste and feel go up my ass; o fuck me Franz fuck me now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ooooooooooooooooh kind of overdid the exclamation points!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! that's cuz I love thinking about penis!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ain't nothing than a penis that I touch gently and then lick softly and put my lips around and SUCK SUCK SUCK so off with my pants I see a man who will FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SO MANY DAYS SINCE I WROTE ANYTHING AND NOW THT I DO PENIS IS THE ONLY THING ON MY MIND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OOOH I'M HOMOSEXUALIZING VON SUPPE AS A POET AND PEASANT GETTING NAKED AND I'M THE POET AND I WANT MY LIPS AROUND SOME PEASANT COCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND HE WANTS HIMSELF SOME POET ASS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YES YES YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!! O YES FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Enough of that silliness but i want some peasant to throw me down and take off my pants I know he wants some poet ass............poets love getting fuckud up the ass........I know I would love to get fucked up the ass...............where's a peasant when I need one? Is it too much to ask for a peasant to fuck me up the ass?

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