My girl RupertA Poem by BigDaddySiddleTrue events, sorrowful events... Didn't expect it :'SMy girl Rupert, I enjoyed anal sex Your moves were indeed quite complex Seems as if you have experience With anal sex excellence
Why did you have the Donald Duck cup over your 'muff'? And when I came, you sighed a great 'puff'? Is it something big that you're hiding from me? Beneath that cup is there a willy? Yes. B***h.
My girl Rupert, with your shaved head Are you a male? Or severely inbread? Because you have a penis; an organ for a male And a voice as deep as a grunt from a sperm whale Don't remind me of the word 'sperm', Rupert (grumble grumble)
It had me thinking when you rejected a vaginal f**k And then covered yourself in a cup patterned by a retarded duck Then your cereal bowl, patterned like a football Covered you chest... I didn't think they were small... Just a bit hairy, but I can manage that.
I removed your Donald Duck cup, and saw little Ben You are a tranny or a man... But since when?
The moral of the story: Don't f**k Simon Hicks or you're in for a nasty suprise... He's bisexual. © 2011 BigDaddySiddleAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on July 6, 2011 Last Updated on July 6, 2011 AuthorBigDaddySiddleDarlington, and proud, United KingdomAboutThey call me Jacob because my mother and father gave me that name when I was born :) I'm a male, ladies ;) A few things I rather enjoy doing in order: 1. Exploring various D.I.Y. stores and comparin.. more..Writing
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