Wobbly thighs don't lie

Wobbly thighs don't lie

A Poem by Smokey

Your thighs don't lie and nor do I,

So why then Skittle do you cry?

His climax was nigh,his joy sublime,

As you silently cursed your wobbly thighs


But as the pains of insecurity wore you down,

Your expression of ecstasy transformed into a frown,

He tried to console you, as best he could do,

But your thighs don't lie, and cows go 'moo'


When you left him, on that fateful day,

Your grandeur and splendor was whisked away,

By Ben's Larry Lewis when you wanked off his pencil,

I'm sure you enjoyed gargling his semen whilst caressing a stencil

 

Also you have hairy arms.....Sickkkk!






 

 

© 2011 Smokey


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HAHAHAHAHA! :')

Posted 13 Years Ago


hahahha, forgot how funny this was :L

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