holy t**dA Poem by pagthagarasa classic in makingas god ruffled his dusty gown on his face there was a frown it was that time of day again from his porcelain throne to regin
for even god must take a dump but hes left there felling like a chump its makes him feel so human a quality he hates so much it makes him fuming
he puckers up and squeezes whith all this effort he weezes and then that satisfing plop for you know something did drop
so now he gose back to ignoring prayers and eating oreos by layers siting laughing at his creations while kissing lovely maidens
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3 Reviews Added on June 23, 2011 Last Updated on June 24, 2011 Previous Versions AuthorpagthagarasUnited KingdomAboutim luke and suprisingly im not a cripple sexual orentaion=well im not gay or bi do the math age=15 gender=male im also a giant optimist oh and im a sexy beast more..Writing
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