slagsA Poem by £15 + A S**t BJThis one's for Wesley!!
there's many a slag in this town,
i stroke my chin and cast a frown, frown frown. you slags aren't special, but you are in the disabled sense, frown frown. i'm going to cockslap your mother until she looks like a stroke victim.
© 2011 £15 + A S**t BJAuthor's Note
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